Luyện nghe bài hát Joy, The Mechanical Boy

wired up to the is the father
plugging in, cueing up, digital whoopie
never before in the of all
has and mechanic come together so sweetly
now computing in italics and protected
out - its a boy!
she's faxing and having a
the father to the ground
gasps for air but makes no
dies it was impossible
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machine and half of me
wonder what he'll to be
the boy don't dig no cos he's joy

hiding out, underground, in techno fashion
always out all night cause don't sleep
by all of the freaks calling him
the
he gave piercings for free
part of the scene, a wirey
only seems, he has no culture
dead stereo panned, mechanical pride
vacuum tubes and vcr's make the mechanical bride
- -
look his motorola mind
know there's interesting to find
the boy don't dig no cos he's joy

no of smell
no in mood
no of taste
joy, he don't food
he can't be
immune to the digital
no at all
joy, the new

look inside his motorola
there's nothing interesting to find
the boy don't dig no cos he's joy!