Letra de Supermodel robots

Not quite a fembot
but almost an alien,
she´s in the smell of the month club
I feel it in my lungs.

Lesbian junkie funky
slam dunk a cosmonaut,
laser guns and having fun
biological parking lot.

All systems down...

So titty-twist a mad scientist,
oh is this the toxic ride?
Wrap me up in a plastic bag
and hang me out to dry.

Artificial respiration,
I need my medication.
Load me up and light a match.
all systems down and out.

It´s down and out...