Hibernated Nazi by Krisma Lyrics

Look at him everybody
Do you think he's real
With a normal face
Just made up of skin
And a nerve center with a heart beating
It's a lie...

Go near him you can touch him
So synthetic
He's been manufactured
By surgical control
Still got a few bandages on his head
It's a lie...

It moves but
Artificial ankles moving slow
Watch him find a direction to go
Up left or back to square one
What fun...

Been in cold storage
Half a century
Operated tested
And put on show
Even rarer to see someone that you know
It's a lie...
Move a little closer
You can hear him say
Residue of substances
In my chemical brain
Black's a color, white is neg
I'm a photograph
It's a lie...

It moves but
Artificial ankles moving slow
Watch him find a direction to go
Up left or back to square one
What fun...

He's deep breathing
His arms are stiff
Stumble start fall
It could be a fit
What't he game get him back, to the fridge again
It's a lie...

Then he looks at you
With his eyes slitting
Sterilise your needle
'Cause you're in for it
Slow but sure close the door, remote control suicide
It moves but artificial ankles moving slow
Watch him find a direction to go
Up left or back to square one
What fun
Back to square one
What fun