Charles

Charles got a job in a factory

Drilling sheet metal from six till three

Worked extra hours for a better wage

Got lost in his task quite needlessly

I noticed his brain was a plastic box

His work rate improved 'cause he couldn't stop

He couldn't eat lunch with those metal hands

His legs were supports for new inner glands

Next when I saw him his face was gone

A stainless steel spine now instead of bone

His arms became grafted onto the switch

Six months without food made it quite a trip

His wife soon returned from her open grief

She told his employer she had kids to keep

They gave her the scrap price of his machine

Last weekend Charles became obsolete oh ooh