Don’t bury me, I’m not yet dead
Don’t bury me, I’m not yet dead
Don’t bury me, I’m not yet dead
Not a walking zombie with no head
Not a Stepford wife made to obey
Don’t want to go through life that way
I’m alive, I’m alive — that’s what I say
I’m alive, I’m alive — gonna live that way
I’m alive, I’m alive — that’s what I say
I’m alive and I’m gonna live today
Do robots dream of electric sheep?
I need to live my dreams, not just in my sleep
I’ve been holed up here but it’s time to leave
I need to make my move while I’ve air to breathe
Don’t give me drugs, no Novocaine
I must be alive 'cause I still feel pain
We were born with wings
We were made to fly
We were meant to live while we’re still alive
I’m alive, I’m alive — that’s what I say
I’m alive, I’m alive — gonna live that way
I’m alive, I’m alive — that’s what I say
I’m alive and I’m gonna live today
I’m alive, I’m alive — that’s what I say
I’m alive, I’m alive — gonna live that way
I’m alive, I’m alive — that’s what I say
I’m alive and I’m gonna live today
I’m alive, I’m alive — that’s what I say
I’m alive, I’m alive — gonna live that way
I’m alive, I’m alive — that’s what I say
I’m alive and I’m gonna live today
When I think of the line "Do robots dream of electric sheep?" I always think of "Do robots dream of electric chairs?" before going and correcting myself.