Lyric Sort Of A Protest Song

I can t remember 1989
I can t remember what you look like
Cause I was dimed
Wasn t the whole world at the time?
A robot heart for my sleep in girl
She knows CPR so I can come back to life
Ya I can come back to life

I had me a vision
I was a fireman in a time of fires
And I was paralyzed
A robot heart for a theme park world
Whatever keeps us alive
Whatever keeps claim to us being civilized

I can t remember 1989
I try but I forget what you look like
Baby I ain t dimed
But ya, it still keeps me up at night
A Robot heart for a robot boy
who dreamed he was a lion

Our lives in these empty spaces aside
I m tired of walking around with my hand on my gun
I m tired of watching them wind you up to see if you ll run
Tonight I m going to go out and have me some fun
I m tired of walking around here with my hand on my gun
baby, no pain, no gain