Good Little Robot (R.E.P.O)

Go be a, be a

Good little robot and do what you're told

Do what you're told; get the big man his gold

Ayy, cash, cash

Pay your taxes

If you dip, you know what happens

No time to procrastinate

Wit' all the hell that we're evadin'

Paid, paid, but not enough, man

Pull yo weight wit' all this stuff, man

That duck is tough, man

Don't call his bluff, man

*Quack*, fuck

Ah, that's rough, man

All the ways you die are just so funny to me

Now bring that money to me

So be a good little robot and do what you're told

Do what you're told; get the big man his gold

You'll be a dead little robot out in the cold

If you break the mould, so do what you're told

So, the computer been tellin' us how much we gotta collect

Bringin' fragile and sensitive riches, take what we can get

Just don't drop nothin', man, and we'll all be fine

That took off about three-hundred and five (Dude)

I'm tryin' my best, but I'm just surrounded by idiots

Bumblin', stumblin', chuckle-nut gugglin'

Dimwitted little moron bots

I'm clearly the best in the squad

They keep messin' around, might blow my head clean off

Either you will die, or you'll come runnin' to me

And you'll bring that money to me

So be a good little robot and do what you're told

Do what you're told; get the big man his gold

You'll be a dead little robot out in the cold

If you break the mould, so do what you're told

Yeah, we're all good little robots, we do what we're told

Do what we're told; get the big man his gold

'Cause we'll be dead little robots out in the cold

If we break the mould, so we do what we're told

Ain't worth anything

You ain't worth anything

No, no

It ain't worth anything

Gold ain't worth a thing

Compared to seein' you wander aimlessly

Only your dead friends believe in you

Or are they leaving you?

So be a good little robot and do what you're told

Do what you're told; get the big man his gold

Yeah, we're all good little robots, we do what we're told

Do what we're told; get the big man his gold

'Cause we'll be dead little robots out in the cold

If we break the mould, so we do what we're told