The King Of The Robot Men
On Space Station Zero the Robot Men waited
Assembled in ranks to honor their king
Their armor was freshly titanium plated
Their voices were ready their anthem to sing
But the waiting went on and there was no king
“Why isn’t he coming? What has gone wrong?”
The Monkey Musicians could not play a thing
The Dinosaurs asked what was taking so long
“Is not everything ready?” wondered the team
“The Giants with trumpets, the Dwarfs with their drums?
The Atomic Electric Butterfly Beam?
Who shall we serve if our king never comes?”
On Space Station Zero no music will play
One of the mighty has fallen today