[?] I'm cybernetic
I always get athletic
When my sensors get to set to "funky beat"
But I'm uncoordinated
'Cause my program's [?] outdated
And I cannot time the movement of my feet

My left goes right, my right goes left
My body turns around
My arms rotate, my legs gyrate
I end up falling down

I'm a heavy metal robot
I want a funny haircut
I want to play the guitar
I want to be a rock star
If you want street cred
You've got to learn to bang your head
And be a heavy metal robot

All me mates are on a diet
And I think I'd like to try it
But they take the Metal Mickey out of me
I tried to lose weight from me hips
By cutting down on silicon chips
And just the one expansion module in me tea
In my headband and my tight blue jeans
I really look the part
Computer-aided Rock 'n' Roll
It's great, but is it art?

I'm a heavy metal robot
I want a funny haircut
I want to play the guitar
I want to be a rock star
If you want street cred
You've got to learn to bang your head
And be a heavy metal robot

An agent from a traveling interplanetary show said
"Why don't you form a rock band of your own?"
But R2-D2 said "no way!"
Robocop said "nah!"
I tried to reach E.T., but he's always on the phone
So I got shoved with The Firm
And when it was my turn
They put me mixed with 20ft high green monster
The kids averse to static
I defaulted to automatic
I played like Eddie Van Halen... only faster!

Now I'm a heavy metal robot
I got a funny haircut
Now I can play the guitar
Now I'm a rock star
I've got street cred
'Cause I can bang me head
'Cause I'm a a heavy metal robot
Three, four!