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He's a wretch and |
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Like all the rest he thinks |
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There's time to make trouble |
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And time to make a mess |
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He says"Punch in, automateStomp on, stamp out" |
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Mechanized and traumatized |
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He's tapping things obsessively |
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Finds his boss' officeand tears it apart |
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Torches the evidence |
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Quits his job |
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Voltage highways |
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Currents moving constantly |
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Blissed out and circuit bent |
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He calls upon his majesty |
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Anxious electric |
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Taps into the registry |
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A challenge to the monolith |
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The obelisk is posturing |
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Sleeping monsters rise |
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Ransacks junktown |
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Glass-eyed |
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OgreBuilds himself an armory |
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Lives like a hammer((a vulgar diplomacy)) |
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A new kind of prophet |
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A new kind of tyranny |
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A new kind of trauma |
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A new aristocracy |
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Finds every flaw in the eyes of his enemies |
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Wages war and flies his flag |
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Prelude to the coming of |
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A new machine metropolis |
