Robocowboys

	作词 : Currie
	There's so many insiders on the outside
	I think it's beginning to be the inside
	And fire regulations have disallowed
	Another lonely cowboy
	From joining the lonely crowd
	There's so many mavericks right off the map
	We've redrawn the map to bring them all back
	There's so many renegades off the beaten track
	They're beating a track to my door
	And I'm beating them back with a board
	All the men in black
	With nowhere left to go
	Their darkness comes prepacked
	With a warm familiar glow
	Robocowboys
	You're dead ringers
	Robocowboys
	Say you're singers
	Robocowboys
	You're dead ringers
	With your Texas Instruments
	And breaking the rules has become the new rule
	They're teaching it now at business school
	They're all wild and crazy and one of a kind
	Anarchists to a man
	Everybody does it like no-one else can
	And irony's a kind of sincerity now
	With so many milking a once-holy cow
	And alienation's a kind of belonging
	A synth isn't cold any more
	There's a country new wave banging on the door
	Give the cowboys numbers
	They don't deserve a name
	They're all preprogrammed
	They're all the same
	Robocowboys
	You're dead ringers
	With your Texas Instruments
	Say you're singers
	Robocowboys
	You're dead ringers
	With your Texas Instruments
	I came to a bend in the road and I saw
	Two cowboys in black guarding two doors
	One door leads to heaven, the other to hell, they cried
	And one of us always tells truth, the other always lies
	I shot them both to hell
	And when the cowboys died
	I opened them and saw cables
	Snaking round inside

	zuò cí : Currie
	There' s so many insiders on the outside
	I think it' s beginning to be the inside
	And fire regulations have disallowed
	Another lonely cowboy
	From joining the lonely crowd
	There' s so many mavericks right off the map
	We' ve redrawn the map to bring them all back
	There' s so many renegades off the beaten track
	They' re beating a track to my door
	And I' m beating them back with a board
	All the men in black
	With nowhere left to go
	Their darkness comes prepacked
	With a warm familiar glow
	Robocowboys
	You' re dead ringers
	Robocowboys
	Say you' re singers
	Robocowboys
	You' re dead ringers
	With your Texas Instruments
	And breaking the rules has become the new rule
	They' re teaching it now at business school
	They' re all wild and crazy and one of a kind
	Anarchists to a man
	Everybody does it like noone else can
	And irony' s a kind of sincerity now
	With so many milking a onceholy cow
	And alienation' s a kind of belonging
	A synth isn' t cold any more
	There' s a country new wave banging on the door
	Give the cowboys numbers
	They don' t deserve a name
	They' re all preprogrammed
	They' re all the same
	Robocowboys
	You' re dead ringers
	With your Texas Instruments
	Say you' re singers
	Robocowboys
	You' re dead ringers
	With your Texas Instruments
	I came to a bend in the road and I saw
	Two cowboys in black guarding two doors
	One door leads to heaven, the other to hell, they cried
	And one of us always tells truth, the other always lies
	I shot them both to hell
	And when the cowboys died
	I opened them and saw cables
	Snaking round inside