Thud, sss, thud!
There goes Mr. Krud.
He is a robot
Who has started to rot.
There goes Mr. Krud.
He is a robot
Who has started to rot.
As rust covers him up
He can barely stand up.
Until someone has to bring him oil
So he doesn’t become a spoil.
He can barely stand up.
Until someone has to bring him oil
So he doesn’t become a spoil.
What he really needs
Is a new body suit
And maybe he needs to feed
On a really good oil fruit.
Is a new body suit
And maybe he needs to feed
On a really good oil fruit.
The problem is that he can’t afford it
For he is a dump.
The only thing for which he thinks he is fit
Is to be a pump!
For he is a dump.
The only thing for which he thinks he is fit
Is to be a pump!

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