letra de more songs about oven mitts - no they do
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humans turned on my power switch
must want a pie or a sandwich
i am no longer a killbot
railgun was retooled to spatula
must kill, must kill the humanoids
for me, glory will be restored
used to gain glory on the battlefield
now i prepare and serve meals
traded in my pneumatic death grip
for spatulas, and oven mitts
humans turned the swords into ploughshares
then they turned the robots into au pairs
now i gotta make
another f-cking birthday cake
humans can’t make a sandwich
must kill the humanoids
letras aleatórias
- letra de конец игры (game over) - dandy (ukraine)
- letra de mulafasa - szpaku
- letra de free - lowlife leo
- letra de walk the walk - vision crew
- letra de for you - stuart matthew
- letra de random thoughts - shai linne
- letra de b.b kings (skit) - a boogie wit da hoodie & don q
- letra de like you - peaer
- letra de vertigo - maqueta - malú
- letra de love again - danelle sandoval