Archy the Robot

I've got a robot, it's a friend of mine

I call him Archy since quite a long time

Archy is my metal archaeopteryx

Specially trained in Hijack tricks

He's real beautiful artifact

Rehearsed and controlled and daily checked

But 'cause emotionally engaged against Demon's Lib

He once arranged an impressive cosmic trip

He kidnapped the devil - you could read in big letters

And spanked him until he was cosmically shattered

Archy became a hero and I got degrees

Goblins and angels were laughing in the trees

A roaring, a whistling, a whispering and yelling

In hi-fi, in sci-fi, marching bands belling

Archy certainly has got the genius touch

But this forthcoming project is really too much

You won't believe it - he wanna capture God

And show him on a television spot

I am not kidding, the angels are really scared

But the expedition is already prepared

I naturally try to get him away from this plan

I promise you I'll do everything I can

But Archy has a nasty mind

He's more than a robot

And not very kind - isn't he?