I Woke to Her Serenade

There once was a toy, a robotic toy,
with a crank sticking out of her brain.
She never performed with sadness or joy
She was just simply programmed to sing.

So she sang.
So she sang.
So she sang.
So she sang..to the melody

With no one around this robot fell down,
and the crank it broke off of her head.
With the jar to her hard drive she felt all alive:
The old robot she used to be dead.

There was rage in her brain!
There was pain in her frame!
There was love, there was hunger and strife!
Shee felt lonely, rejected, at times disconnected!
No answer to the meaning of life!

So she sang.
So she sang.
So she sang.
So she sang.

Sweet dreams are made of this.
Who am I to disagree?
Travel the world and the seven seas.
Everybody's looking for something.

Lullabye-bye, Doctor Steel. Lyrics modified for gender.