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There's a little figure on the television Scratching at the ground by a pile of rags Grainy little figures on surveillance screens It's weighing up the moment. He must be guilty? What's he doing with that stick? What's he doing with that stick? He must be guilty? He must be guilty? What's he doing with that stick? What's he doing with that stick? He must be guilty? He must be guilty? Back in Nevada, the future is upon us And it's not a pleasant one The drones have come They've come in the thousands Unveiled in Texas To roaring voices, but nobody asked us if we wanted them What's he doing with that stick? What's he doing with that stick? He must be guilty? He must be guilty? What's he doing with that stick? Letras de cancionesWhat's he doing with that stick? He must be guilty? He must be guilty? Power to the predator, The Grim Reaper See the little suspects running for shelter The drones have come, come in their thousands But nobody asked us if we wanted them If we wanted them If we wanted them Back in the bunker in the operations room A bored soldier is eating his lunch Watching television, waiting for the word From the senior officer So that he could go home Job done saying What's he doing with that stick? What's he doing with that stick? He must be guilty? He must be guilty? What's he doing with that stick? What's he doing with that stick? He must be guilty? He must be guilty? Power to the predator, The Grim Reaper Grainy little suspects running for shelter The drones have come, come in thousands But nobody asked us if we wanted them Nobody asked us if we wanted them Nobody asked us if we wanted them Nobody asked us if we wanted them Nobody asked us if we wanted them Nobody asked us if we wanted them Nobody asked us if we wanted them Nobody asked us if we wanted them Nobody asked us if we wanted them Nobody asked us if we wanted them From Letras Mania