Charles Manson - Mechanical Man

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I am a mechanical man, a mechanical man
And I do the best I can
Because I have my Family
I am a mechanical boy
I am my mother’s toy
And I play in the backyard sometimes
I am a mechanical boy
It’s an illusion
Postulated, mocked up
Through confusion
Confusion, it’s an illusion
Utter confusion
Live on in your illusion
That won’t wear out
I had a little monkey
And I sent him to the country
And I fed him ginger bread
Along came a choo choo
And knocked my monkey koo koo
And now my monkey’s dead
You’re so mechanical and you go and lay down
And I wonder how
A brown cow could say…