Luyện nghe bài hát Joy, The Mechanical Boy

wired up to the system is the
plugging in, cueing up, making whoopie
before in the history of all
has organic and mechanic come so sweetly
now in italics and write protected
out - its a boy!
she's and having a baby
the father to the ground
for air but makes no sound
dies it was impossible
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half and half of me
what he'll grow to be
the boy dig no jazz cos he's joy

hiding out, underground, raving in techno
always out all night robots don't sleep
embraced by all of the calling him
the
he gave them for free
part of the scene, a structure
only seems, he has no culture
dead stereo panned, mechanical pride
vacuum tubes and make jill the mechanical bride
- -
look inside his mind
know nothing interesting to find
the boy don't dig no cos he's joy

no sense of
no change in
no sense of
joy, he need food
he can't be
immune to the digital
no at all
joy, the new

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