proto bois play with others throughout he night
they dance and clown and play around with thier kites
singing a song for this is where they belong
it just feels right
when the evil comes about they're ready for a fight
punching kicking, modern warfare, watch out they bite
when they win they go again and party through the day
protogens are beautiful things playing throughout the night
smiling when evening falls they look around and see their paws
hugging, kissing, looking for true love these machines; are their dreams
will you go and look? look for the machine that loves you?
who will hold onto you through and through?
its your choice, one of few.
take it whiles its new.
