Drones Lyrics

Let the drones go free

Open up the back door to the alley

Will they act like men

Or build weapons against the Americans

Will we build them with our own bare hands

One quick decision

We can tear them to the ground



I'm so mechanical, rational

For the automatic slave

Where the trick's makin' myself believe

I am truly free

So lie me up in the streets and malls

Where I'm a number, not a name

And we'll be selling conversations soon

There's nothing left, nothing left to save



Let the drones go free

Live the rest of their lives happily

In the motor heart

Lined up in a row symmetrically

So just follow me down the production line

Where robot arms with memories build us to another time



I'm so mechanical, rational

For the automatic slave

Where the trick's makin' myself believe

I am truly free

So lie me up in the streets and malls

Where I'm a number, not a name

And we'll be selling conversations soon

There's nothing left, nothing left to save



[instrumental interlude]



I'm so mechanical, rational

For the automatic slave

Where the trick's makin' myself believe

I am truly free

So lie me up in the streets and malls

Where I'm a number, not a name

And we'll be selling conversations soon

There's nothing left, nothing left to save