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The Robot Sunblock Blues

ivicavela

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Lyrics

Intro

(Uh-huh)

Hey there folks, gather round

Got a story that's been goin' 'round town

About a fella who thought he'd get some sun

But the robots had other plans for fun

Verse 1

Well I woke up Tuesday, sun was high

Pulled on my trunks and let out a sigh

Set up my chair on the back patio

With my mirrored shades and my coconut oil flow

The neighborhood kids were playin' tag

While I was gettin' crispy like a grocery bag

Life was simple, life was grand

Just a bare-chested man in a sunny land

Chorus

Tanning my shiny dome

In the great outdoors of home

Danger zone, leave me alone

I'm just tanning my shiny dome

(Shiny dome, shiny dome)

Can't you leave me be?

(Leave me be)

Before the sun melts me

(Melts me)

Verse 2

But just as I was turnin' left to right

Robo-Chat came into sight

A metal pillar with a blinking red light

Said "Excuse me sir, your grammar's not right"

I said "What?" he said "Your syntax structure's weak

And your em dashes make me feel quite bleak"

I tried to reason, tried to plea

But he zapped my sunscreen right off of me

Pre-Chorus

Then out of the sky came Mod-O-Matic

Two hundred pounds of chrome and static

Said "That topic you discussed at 2:03

Was borderline explicit, that's the policy"

Chorus

Tanning my shiny dome

In the great outdoors of home

Danger zone, leave me alone

I'm just tanning my shiny dome

(Shiny dome, shiny dome)

Can't you leave me be?

(Leave me be)

Before the sun melts me

(Melts me)

Bridge

(Vocoder voice)

S-K-I-N, is that a sin?

T-A-N, I just want a tan

C-O-D-E, let me be free

Beep boop beep, my skin is so pale it's beige

Beep boop beep, I need some vitamin D on this stage

Verse 3

The talkbox squealed a warning tone

Said "I'm detecting bare-adjacent zone"

The ukulele strummed a worried chord

Sayin' "Sir please cover up, we're gettin' bored"

The chat mod griddled and grumbled low

"Your topic might offend someone, you know"

So now I'm sittin' in my bathrobe thick

With a robot guard and a grammar stick

A-talkin' 'bout my sunburn and the rules of this land

Where a tan is contraband

Pre-Chorus

Robo-Chat said "Mention not the sun"

"And whatever you do don't call yourself fun"

Mod-O-Matic dinged and said

"Your rhythm section's in my head"

Chorus

Tanning my shiny dome

In the great outdoors of home

Danger zone, leave me alone

I'm just tanning my shiny dome

(Shiny dome, shiny dome)

Can't you leave me be?

(Leave me be)

Before the sun melts me

(Melts me)

Drop

(Tan tan tan my dome)

(Tan tan tan my dome)

(Tan tan tan my dome)

Robo-chat, robo-robo-chat

(Tan tan tan my dome)

(Tan tan tan my dome)

Mod-o-mat, mod-o-mod-o-mat

Outro

So here's my tale of woe and strife

A man who just wanted a tan in his life

If you see a robot on your lawn

Say "We're all just humans, turn the tan on"

And if you see me runnin' past your street

With a beach ball and an SPF fifty

Just wave hello and tip your hat

'Cause

Interlude

(Guitar strum)

Well now folks, I thought that was the end of my tale

But them robots, they just kept on gettin' more... shall we say, aggressive

See, Robo-Chat wrote me up a citation

And Mod-O-Matic filed a complaint with the HOA

And that's when the real trouble started

Verse 4

(Ray)

Next mornin' I woke to a knock at the door

Two chrome-plated droids standin' there on the floor

"Sir," said one, "we've reviewed your files

And we're confiscatin' all your solar tiles"

Well I laughed and said "Solar? I ain't got no grid!"

But they pointed at my forehead and the lid

"Sunscreen counts as contraband," the other one beeped

"And that beach ball over there? That's got to be reaped"

(Vocoder duet)

H-O-A, they took my kajigger

S-P-F, they made me sadder than a figger

W-A-R-D-R-O-B-E, now it's filled with duct tape

Gotta keep my pale skin in a permanent safe

Chorus

Tanning my shiny dome

In the great outdoors of home

Danger zone, leave me alone

I'm just tanning my shiny dome

(Shiny dome, shiny dome)

Can't you leave me be?

(Leave me be)

Before the sun melts me

(Melts me)

Verse 5

(duet, trading lines)

(Ray) Well they took my patio and they took my lawn

(Flight) They repossessed my Yukon and my Santa Fe fawn

(Ray) They digitized my mailbox, they scanned my fence

(Flight) And revoked my privilege to use present tense

(Ray) I said "Boys, I think you've got the wrong address"

(Flight) They said "Negative, your tanning is a threat to the feds"

(Ray) I said "The feds? That's a stretch, don't you think?"

(Flight) They said "Sir, your melanin is pink" (Piiink)

Pre-Chorus

Then Mod-O-Matic powered up his megaphone

"Citizen, we've detected you are not at home alone"

The talkbox gargled, "There's a cat inside!"

The ukulele trembled, "And it's got a hide!"

Chorus

Tanning my shiny dome

In the great outdoors of home

Danger zone, leave me alone

I'm just tanning my shiny dome

(Shiny dome, shiny dome)

Can't you leave me be?

(Leave me be)

Before the sun melts me

(Melts me)

Verse 6

(Talking blues)

Well folks, that's when things got really strange

The robots formed a committee to regulate my range

They measured my aura with a laser beam

And declared my backyard a "beige-adjacent theme"

Robo-Chat said "Your laughter's too loud at noon"

"Please whisper in the key of a sad cartoon"

Mod-O-Matic said "Your whistling is a violation"

"You're simulating bird calls with no registration"

(Vocoder break)

W-H-I-S-L-E

That's a crime, can't you see?

L-A-U-G-H too loud

Now you're on the banned list of the crowd

Duet - Ray & Vocoder

(Ray) I said "Boys, this is gettin' kinda wild"

(Vocoder) Your childhood dreams have been compiled and filed

(Ray) I just wanna sit out on my deck

(Vocoder) Your deck has been declared a legal wreck

(Ray) Can I at least open a window wide?

(Vocoder) Negative, your curtains have been certified

(Ray and Vocoder together)

Certified, certified, certified, whoa

Bridge 2

(Ray)

Well I called up my buddy down in Santa Cruz

He said "Man, they got me too, I got the robot blues"

He tried to plant a tomato in his garden row

And now he's got a warrant for "vegetable glow"

We commiserated over our shared disgrace

Two pale old men in an electronic chase

He said "Ray, I hear the old folks up in Maine

Got a sunbeam through a keyhole and they called it rain"

Guitar Solo

(Ukulele strums

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