Do The Robot!

Always had way with morality, get another taste of mortality
Moving like a canine on a three day crawl, waiting for a habit nine feet tall
Nine feet tall
Never came to grips with your sanity, just another victim of your vanity
No known antidote, no known cure, leaves you feeling so insecure
Insecure
Walk so fine, talk so cool, never passed the walls of the trade school
Never let gravity hold you down, what's the use when you’re spinning around?
Spinning around

Everybody does the robot
Everybody does the robot
Everybody does the robot
Not me, not me

Always had joke on the tip of your tongue, ha ha, never had an answer for what you’ve done
Everyone makes those sleepy doe eyes, everyone fears that inner disguise
Inner disguise
No time to leave through the folding doors cause the music is wasted so it rolls to the floor
No need to press on your suicide pact, no one is leaving and no one attacks
No one attacks
Ecstasy impulse visual mode, inside a legend nowhere to unfold
Strong as the circuit print out inside your socks, the sky is crumbling and the nation rocks
Nation rocks

Everybody does the robot
Everybody does the robot
Everybody does the robot
Not me, not much

Everybody does the robot, everybody does the robot
Everybody does the robot, everybody does the robot
Everybody does the robot, everybody does the robot
Everybody does the robot, everybody does the robot
Everybody does the robot, everybody does the robot
Everybody does the robot, everybody does the robot
Everybody does the robot, everybody does the robot
Like this, like this, like this.

© 1979 Music For Masses
Words and Music by Chris Wardman