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Our town had a scientist |
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Who promised us he could assist |
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With all our little everyday affairs |
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He bult assistant robot men |
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Who towered 25 foot ten |
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And said that they would meet our every care |
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But his motives were ulterior |
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Cuz he felt we were inferiror |
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And very much to our surprise |
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These metal helpers terroroized! |
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Oh, Dr. Franklin won't you get your robots out of here |
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Life's been awful since they have arived |
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Please, Dr. Franklin, though it sounded like a good idea |
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Now we just to make it out alive |
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The massive robots went to town |
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Just blowing up and tearing down |
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And seeing how much havoc they could wreak |
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Now there's panic in the city streets |
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As people run from metal feet |
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The situations looking pretty bleak |
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Well perhaps if everybody goes |
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And grabs the nearest fire hose |
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We'll soak these things and let 'em rust |
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And leave these monsters in the dust! |
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Oh, Dr. Franklin won't you get your robots out of here |
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Life's been awful since they have arived |
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Please, Dr. Franklin, though it sounded like a good idea |
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Now we just to make it out alive Let's go! |
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Oh, Dr. Franklin won't you get these robots out of here |
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Don't sit there looking sorry in defeat |
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Please, Dr. Franklin, we'd sure love for them to disappear |
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They don't looks pretty piled in the streets |
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Oh, Dr. Franklin won't you get these robots out of here |
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We'd love for you to have them out by five! |
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Please, Dr. Franklin, we'd sure love for them to disappear |
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'Cause we just want to go about our lives! |
