Goldie Lookin Chain

Goldie Lookin Chain - Half Man Half Machine lyrics

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Adam, do you read me? Over.
I am going down the shop to buy ten fags,
Do you need a drink or some crisps?

You fuckin' can't go down the shop like that man,
You've got fuckin' tin foil wrapped round your head!

It's not tin foil, it's my new skin, I am a robot,
I am interfaced with my spectrum, behold.

You're fuckin' nuts man!
Stop talking like that!

What do you mean, it is my normal voice.
My computer-integrated voice circuit is making me speak like this.

Stop talking like that you fuckin'....
Oh don't worry about it....

I am a robot, I am a robot.

Fuck it. Inject him man, inject him.
Fuckin' get him down... oh fuckin' hell...

Baritone Spectrum, Pacman, Commodore,
ZX-81, donkey kong, fuckin' high score,
Push it to the limit, couldn't push it any more,
Wanna be a fuckin robot after smokin' loads of draw.

Bought a speak and spell, stuck it to my chest,
And wrapped some fuckin' tin foil to my head and to my vest,
Walkin' down the street, my next door neighbours not impressed,
I'm a robot and buyin' ten fags is my quest.

Eggsie's gone too far, he thinks he's robocop,
He's covered in tinfoil and he's got matchin' metal socks,
We tried to sedate him but he fuckin' escaped,
The man robot myth starts to escalate.

He tries to sell himself standin' in Curries,
But if the police turn up, he runs in a fuckin' hurry,
He tries to plug himself in the mains with his nob,
And when he's fully recharged he goes out on the rob.

Half man, half machine,
What does it mean?
What does it mean?

Half man, half machine,
What does it mean?
What does it mean?

Being a robot in my digital domain,
Enter my world, feel my pain,
I'm not like other people you might see or you might know,
I made love to a BBC micro,
Touchin' on the disk drive, the monitor got hot,
I knew from then, I was a motherfuckin' robot,
Bill Gates from Microsoft, Stephen Hawkin's voice,
And fuckin' Lara Croft.

I built a lab, secret in my loft,
And built a special costume that would help me to jack off,
I sat there in front of the screen,
For many years, this had been my wet dream,
Now I've reached it, I'm finally there,
Like Terminator bein filmed in Aberdare,
So alone, when people stop and stare,
Like C3PO but with pubes and hair.

Robot Love
Robot
Robotic Breakdancing
Robot

The doctors ain't a nutter,
They said he was an headcase,
Cause he sticks grey silver and cans on his face.

Suckin' off antennas and trying to fuck the fridge,
And burnt his pubic wig, with the high voltage.

I am a robot,
My prime directive is to's go's to's the shops,
And buy's ten fags,
Do's you's compute?

He wants to buy ten fags, his destination is the shops,
A tinfoil suit and a hat like Robocop,
If your ask him then he'll do a bodypop,
Like terminator, yeah he just won't stop.

Put electical cable down through the eye of his cock,
Plugged it in the wall and gave himself a big shock,
The reason that he did it wasn't to give himself pain,
Watchin' Terminator over again and again.

Fuck man, get him, fuckin' restrain him man,
get him fuckin', fuckin' get him down man,
inject him man, get him down,
He's fuckin' nuts spa and he's losin' it,
Help me man, just get him fuckin'....

Half man, half machine,
What does it mean?
What does it mean?

Half man, half machine,
What does it mean?
What does it mean?

Half man, half machine,
What does it mean?
What does it mean?

Half man, half machine,
What does it mean?
What does it mean?

You still a fuckin' robot then Spa?
No, not anymore.
You fuckin' look, fuckin' sound like one aswell.
I am not a robot I can assure you. Thankyou!
I fuckin' think you are...
I'm not!
What are you then?
....Woman...called Janet.
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Publisher: Not On Label (Goldie Lookin Chain Self-released)

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Released in: 2002

Language: English

Appearing on: Greatest Hits (2004)

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