Head made of platinum, heart made of gold
Reclaimed commodities, lives bought and sold
Murcury in my veins, blood bout to boil
Mixed with blood, sweat, tears and machine oil.
Ribs of aluminum, Hands made of brass
Titanium frame, with eyes made of glass.
Lungs of steel with a tongue made of tin
Dicast emotions and carbon-fiber skin
No world recession could stop me in my tracks
My drive train supported with 5 ton jacks
A new way of life, a recyclers dream
I’ll scrap the whole planet, onward. Full steam
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