everybody feels like a robot at one point or another
lyrics
A steely Monday morn
Click Clack! He was born
No sixpence to warm his metal heart
He worked the dead man's shift
Gaze held, his soul lifts
Cogs turn one thought round, departure from the cold.
(Instrumental)
In the meadow
In the meadow
In the meadow, in the fields of green
He saw a girl, he saw his queen
In the meadow, in the fields of green
He lay down his head and began to dream (x2)
credits
from Not Dead Yet,
released August 25, 2017
Alex Fermanis on the drums
Ian Huschle on the bass
This Michigan-based trio trip, swirl, and echo their way through 11 songs of psychedelic, surf-tinged, garage rock. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 27, 2015