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Melora Creager
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Warbots
'The lawyers tell me that there are no prohibitions Against robots making life or death decisions' Mr. Johnson, a weapons inventor from Tennessee Said standing in his laboratory recently
I'm gonna launch a drone up, a drone of my own and I'll send it up to see If anyone out there is lookin' out for me
In a tiny tea-house At the top of the mountain, He is creating A truly devastating Instrument of his deep and dark will
Then a prototype About four feet high With a gun for a right arm And a Cyclops eye Readied, aimed, fired, Readied, aimed, fired, Readied, aimed, fired at a Pepsi can
Perfected the basic tasks of huntin' and killin' a man Readied aimed fired at a Pepsi can Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Perfected the basic tasks of huntin' and killin' a man Readied, aimed, fire--
I turn to run That's when he hit me in the head with his gun I fell down I got up And I ran into a garbage bin Then I got up And I ran again
I'm gonna launch a drone up, a drone of my own and I'll send it up to see If anyone out there is lookin' out for me
A poisonous mist Will come pourin' out of a fountain Bringing on a heart attack (Unknown) This is evil done knowingly This is evil done knowingly This is evil done knowingly
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