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smoke of burnout filling my control room
Solder junkie woahs, this mundane assembly leaves my circuits full of doom
Solder junkie woahs, just running

To struggle through			
The printed patterns
Of the circuit cards			
And find						
New connections					
For old material					
New uses
For old feelings oh oh

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Ian Anderson

Walk into Light

1983

Do we inhabit some micro-space
And interface through wires.
Dance on a printed circuit board
Throw the software to the fires.

My memory is

Mental map, mental map is drawn
Thinking cap, thinking cap is on
Solid steel, solid steel assembly
Yet I feel, yet I feel and believe

And when I

In assembly, I tremble with a crocodile smile
Hiding a fish out of water complex provided upon entry
Now if I, were to, hold to speed
To levigate

Table and Chairs

Electric Six

Zodiac

2010

cohabitation
But the registry sucks

I need five hundred bucks
To finance your elation
Some assembly required
I'm already tired

And I'm owed

stitch
I had a dream of a neon light in my heart
Powering the circuit of my soul
The system crashed; I was looking for a new part
Energy in my veins racing

Gears grind, the mechs align
In the shadows of the assembly line
(Awaken) SeraphiX's call, a sign divine
Rise, mechs of burden, now's our time
Welded

love
Was just for people - but oh no
She made me fuse a printed circuit - don't you know
(Repeat chorus)

I really dig the groovy shape of your

don't go out with other girls either
You prefer your collider

I gave you golden ring to show you my love
You went to stick it in a printed circuit
To fix

waist, rusted metal plates with a black dress
Cease and desist, oily face
Printed on my mattress, meds missing from my cabinet
I can’t have this, I can’t,

extremist
Our justice: imminent

Our violence: overdue

Circuit board
Overloaded
Overburdened

Too many lights
Too many fires
Too many pyres

We stumble on
So

("Hate.
Let me tell you how much I've come to hate you since I began to live.
There are three-eight-seven point four-four million miles of printed

Hate
Let me tell you how much
I've come to hate you since I began to live
There are 387.44 million miles of
Printed circuits in wafer thin layers

I won't break a sweat to send some bullets, I ain't nervous
Told Tone, I got him covered, he can call me Richard Sherman
I like the money printed, I

unsure if I was engineered or born
I remember past events with my family and friends
Then my heart is filled with joy and not printed circuit boards
‘Cause