I have no snares to hit, 1011
I have no toms nor kit, 1011
I have no bass to kick, 1011
I have these beeps and clicks, 1011010101110011001
I play along as aeons go and come
On my drum machine
I have no voice to sing, 1011
I have no guitar strings, 1011
I am a robot now, 1011
I get along somehow, 10100001010110010
My access memories are ever random
On my drum machine
I have no faith in God, 1011
I obey Asimov, 1011
I have no life nor love, 1011
I have this power plug, 1011001000111010101
I go on standby when my program is done
On my drum machine
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