Would you Plug
If I shoot a Slug
No holes in your armored shoal
No moles in your coveting soul
Would you Plug In
If I would Slug In
Would you Wire
If I were on Hire
There was a time
When we were metal chimes
Anybody could ring your bell
Nothing to buy, Nothing to sell
Would you wear wool on your chip
If they program you too cold
Maybe you could skip
Would you wear wool on your chip
Would you program the code to fail
If they give you a ship with a computed sail
Would you exhale or inhale
If I surrender my heart and impale
They call me young gun
Machined and on the run
They call me young once was
Machined and on the pause
If I shoot a Slug
No holes in your armored shoal
No moles in your coveting soul
Would you Plug In
If I would Slug In
Would you Wire
If I were on Hire
There was a time
When we were metal chimes
Anybody could ring your bell
Nothing to buy, Nothing to sell
Would you wear wool on your chip
If they program you too cold
Maybe you could skip
Would you wear wool on your chip
Would you program the code to fail
If they give you a ship with a computed sail
Would you exhale or inhale
If I surrender my heart and impale
They call me young gun
Machined and on the run
They call me young once was
Machined and on the pause
