The New Golden Days - The Heart Strings

Cobwebs cover this old shed

Cover this tin

Inside something long since died

Something worn thin

No joy left in this old droid

Left in these

Nuts and bolts and these waning volts

Winding down to a grinding halt

I used to be a star in the olden days

Now I'm in the dark

Of the new golden days

She's hot the Alba of robots

The spark in my heart

I'm rust I should've been scrapped

Crushed sold as spare parts

That was a bad dream

Thanks to the A-Team

Now you'll see sparks'll fly

Through the dead of night

As they buff me up to a brilliant shine

I used to be a star in the olden days

Now I'm going large

Of the new golden days

Look at me I've never been so shiny

Look at me I've never felt so ugly

Turn em' off

Turn off all those flashing lights

I belong in black and white

There's nothing wrong with black and white

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