The shoes all live at Shoe TownnLamps plus has lamps and morenSo logically it follows what's inside the nGIANT ROBOT STOREnnI will never go into the nGIANT ROBOT STOREnCause what i don't know ncan't hurt me or my brainnNo one ever has been through the nGIANT ROBOT STOREnAnd come out on the other side the samenHallmark huts have greeting cardsnCigar shops, humidorsnBut intelligence is smoking deep within the nGIANT ROBOT STOREnAnd when my girlfriend saidnShe didn't love me anymorenthe guy i hired followed her into the nGIANT ROBOT STOREnRobo-sapiens! Micro-dogs and cats!nCold and calculating underneathnfur robo-hats!nCompu-hominids! Plastic, steel and tin!nSee how they re-boot themselvesnwhen fresh flesh wanders in!nnIt creeps me out when beeps come outnIt's like that song by StyxnDomo Oregato, baby,nFrom clucking micro-chicksnnA robot den of motored mennWith artificial mindsnThe Giant Robot Army'sngonna kick our stupid, live behinds!n