Robot Man - The Aliens, Hot Chip

I am a robot man…

A robot man…

I’m a robot man…

I am the robot man

Not going back now

Another falling on the rocks

And I’m not gonna wake up in the morning

With my head in the clouds

Feeling like a nobody

I’m down all the time

I’m never no high

Been a long, long way to fly

But having known my name

Be no pain

Nothing on fried (?) on a Saturday

Walk on the street

Put my feet on the ground

Shuffle shiny shoe

The sun in the eyes

Of the people in the room

That wanna find morning

No life for me

Yeah!

Yeah!

Are you coming on up?

Are you coming on up, now?

I am a robot man

I’m a robot man

I am a robot man

I’m a robot man

I’m a robot man

I am a robot man