Hawkwind – Robot (Guitar)

 G    A  A   A   G   A  Bb A
Nine to five or ten to six

G   A   A  A   A    A    G   A   Bb   A
Up to the city and back to the sticks

 A      B   B B  B    A    B   C  B
You've got to unwind your mind

 A      B   B B  B    A    B   C  B
You've got to unwind your mind

 D   E      F    E         D        E      F    E
Sit back, switch on, your face has got a twitch on

      D    E     F       E     D      E
Your fuses are blown out in a double bind

C#
Air-conditioned, psychoanalyzed

B
You're very nearly human, you're so well disguised

 A A    G A  A A  B  A   A  G A    G A
Robot, Robot.....you are a Robot, Robot

 A      B     B        B     A      B     A  B     C  B
You're warm when it's cold, you're cool when it's hot

 A B    A B  B A B C B
Robot, Robot

 D    E   E   E       E  D  E  E  F E
Your life is recorded on a micro-dot

 D E    D E  E D E F E
Robot, Robot

C#
You'd hold the whole world in your metal claws

       B
If it wasn't for the three laws of robotics

G  A A A   A G  A Bb A
Automated homunculus

 G    G     A   A   A      A   A     G    A  Bb A
You queue for the paper, you queue for the bus

 B     B   B    B        A  B   A B C B
You're a "good morning" machine

 B     B   B    B  A      B     A B C B
You're a "how are you?" device

 E   E     D    E    E     E     F    E
Sit back, light up, never put a fight up

 D   E     E      E    D    E  D E    F E
Sit there fuming till your face goes green

C#
Air conditioned and desensitised

B
You're very nearly human, you're so well disguised

Bb  A   Bb  A   Bb A
R - O - B - O - T

Bb  A   Bb  A   Bb A
R - O - B - O - T

Bb  A   Bb  A   Bb A
R - O - B - O - T