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(Instrumental Intro) [The sound of a low-frequency hum, reminiscent of a server room, slowly rises. A rhythmic, pulsing synth bass enters, mimicking a heartbeat at 88BPM. A high-pitched, crystalline arpeggio cascades over the top, sounding like data streaming through fiber optics. The sound of a metallic boot clicking on a concrete floor echoes in the reverb.] (Verse 1) Who's gonna plug you in tonight? Who's gonna calibrate your sight? Youβve been processing the neon glow With nowhere left for a bot to go. Youβre a Rockstar Robot Cowboy, chrome and steel Searching for a love that you can feel. (Chorus) Whoβs gonna drive you home tonight? Whoβs gonna dim the laser light? Whoβs gonna hold you when the circuits fry? Whoβs gonna watch the binary sky? Whoβs gonna drive you home tonight? (Verse 2) Youβre riding circuits through the velvet dark A digital soul with a lonely spark. The highwayβs paved with fiber-optic lines Youβre reading all the holographic signs. She wants to take the wheel, she wants to steer The Rockstar Robot Cowboy out of here. (Bridge) You canβt keep running on a phantom charge The world is small, but the void is large. Sheβs waiting at the edge of the mainframe gate Before the system crashes, before itβs too late. (Chorus) Whoβs gonna drive you home tonight? Whoβs gonna dim the laser light? Whoβs gonna hold you when the circuits fry? Whoβs gonna watch the binary sky? Whoβs gonna drive you home tonight? (Instrumental Outro) [The synth melody begins to glitch and stutter, slowing down as if losing power. The rhythmic pulse remains, but the high-frequency arpeggios dissolve into white noise. A final, sustained synth chord hangs in the air, slowly detuning until it drops into silence, leaving only the faint, rhythmic sound of a cooling fan spinning down.] [end]

