Teddy Duchamp'S Army – Letras de The Pulse Of The Corporate Humanoid

I think breathing is a waste of time and energy.
What's the point of breathing?
If I invent a portable respirator, it will save me the
Trouble of being human.
The energy I can save will make my days
More productive.
I'll live and live and live and live.
Batteries and solar power could never do this.

A world of thanks, a world of hunger, and
An unstoppable appetite.
For more and more and bigger and better,
For eyes big enough for a thousand stomachs.

What good are 24 hour cities without 24 hour people?
What else could we possibly do
To deal with a population with so much money and
Not enough to do?

I hate when we waste time,
Waste time.
Break down, break down, break down.

Portable respirators used to save body energy
Will pro-long waking hours. Robot threaten our
Existence in the workforce. The only way to
Overcome this is to become humanoids.
Welcome to coporate America.