This song is about you. It's called "Watching Killer Robots Eating Your Head."

I was on I-95 just the other day
And I guess I was one of the people who was in your way
And you cut right in front of me without any sign
But I guess you're in a hurry, and, buddy, that's just fine
But now that I'm home and I've gone to bed
I have a strange vision running all through my head ...

I'm watching killer robots eat your head
Though I promise that I really don't WISH YOU WERE DEAD
Maybe my mind's telling me something, but what could it be?
'Cause it's strangely enjoyable, but perhaps that's just me
Watching killer robots eating your head

And now I'm in a meeting and, man, it's going long
And I thought it was almost over, but, lord, I was wrong
And you're raising up your hand and you're starting to talk
And, not to be mean, but you seem as dumb as a rock
And now you're accusing folks of not taking these meetings seriously
And I close my eyes, and here's what I see:

I'm watching killer robots eat your head
Though I promise that I really don't WISH YOU WERE DEAD
Maybe my mind's telling me something, but what could it be?
'Cause it's quite invigorating, but perhaps that's just me
Watching killer robots eating your head

So if you see me smiling strangely please just stay away
'Cause I'm not hurting anybody, and let's keep it that way.
I'm a productive member of society
Despite my odd and violent-seeming fantasy
And if sometimes I've a faraway look in my eyes
Don't ask me what I'm thinking, you might get a surprise:

I'm watching killer robots eat your head
I swear that I really don't WISH YOU WERE DEAD
Maybe my mind's telling me something, but what could it be?
It's strangely erotic ... I think everyone knows what I'm talking about.
Watching killer robots eating your head
Watching killer robots eating your head