Ima Robot What Are We Made From / Black Jettas Lyrics

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Goodnight!
The day is done
And death awaits
Rest your head
In wavy sun

Come, take my hand
And sing along
The key of blue
This endless song
His face worn through
But worn with pride
He saved us all
With his hot suicide

It was such a gift
We thank you
From the bottom of our hearts
Now we'll do our best
To play the parts

And he's filled with magic
Yet he is also tragic too
And this, my friends, he knew
Fates left him with no lover
Still watching from eyes of others, ooh
It makes him feel like new
Oh what are we made of
And are we the forsaken few?
Just dust from the earth
And some heavenly puke as the glue
Now when's it through?

Do you know what you are?
You tried to save the world?
Nothing is good or evil here.
We're all just happy ? Heh-heh-heh
You know where you are?
What are we...?

What are we made from?
What are we?
What are we made from?
What are we?
What are we made from?
What are we?
What are we?

And he's filled with magic
Yet he's also tragic too
And this, my friends, he knew
Fate leaves him with no lover
Still watching from eyes of others
It makes him feel like new

Oh what are we made of
And are we the forsaken few?
Just dust from the earth
And some heavenly puke as the glue
Now when's it through?

Oh what are we made of
And are we the forsaken few?
Just dust from the earth
And some heavenly puke as the glue
Now when's it through?

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Yea. Tim, me and Olli have problems. Justin has none.

Ex-girlfriends in black Jettas
Everywhere I go, there it is
When I take a stroll, there she is
When I'm out the door, what I'm looking for
Same looking car that I saw 12 seconds ago

They're so popular you can't get away
Girls drive 'em in Encino
And they drive 'em in LA
Some are different, some are older
And their bodystyle is changed
But my heart will still jump
Because to me, they look the same

Ex-girlfriends, black Jettas
Ex-girlfriends, black Jettas
Ex-girlfriends, black Jettas
Ex-girlfriends, black Jettas

I get so scared
She's so filled with hate
Can't pay attention to my new girl
[Pssh... whatever!]
Is that her license plate?
[Oh my god, I'm trying to kiss you!]

They're so popular you can't get away
Girls drive 'em in Encino
And they drive 'em in LA
Some are different, some are older
And their bodystyle is changed
But my heart will still jump
Because to me, they look the same

Ex-girlfriends, black Jettas
Ex-girlfriends, black Jettas
Ex-girlfriends, black Jettas
Ex-girlfriends, black Jettas

Is that her license plate? [Oh s___!]
Is that her? Check the rims. [They're coming after me.]
About to crash, I can't relax [SCREEEECH.]
Is that her? I can't tell! [Turn here! What the f___ is that?]
They all look the same. [What the f___ is that?]
They're all playing the game in black Jettas
Windows tinted, right side dented [Oh s___, heh-heh]
Last night one tried to kill me, I'm sure
I think it was her
Black Jettas on the attack
She was wearing a big straw hat
Or was it a different haircut?
Or did she get fat?
I cannot tell, they look the same
Black Jettas are driving me insane

Ex-girlfriends, black Jettas
Ex-girlfriends, black Jettas
Ex-girlfriends, black Jettas
Ex-girlfriends, black Jettas

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