Diane Hine - Terminataur lyrics

Enveloped by the glow of bedside light, a small child listens spellbound to a plot. A parent tells a story quite absurd of cyborgs, birds and dinosaurs, most mean. A science fiction tale of keen-edged claw and culminating fast with time machine. ‘A fearsome shrewd reptilian machine was lurking ‘mid striated cycad light. His iridescent scaly skin and claw advising ‘gainst the trespa** of his plot. A grey bird hovered close; what could it mean? and conversation flowed; now that's absurd'! ‘Tyrannosaurus said, 'You're quite absurd', 'a cyborg bird with so-called time machine', 'and plans which sound both devilish and mean', 'involving d**h by catastrophic light'. 'You wish to beg my pardon for the plot', 'and ask respectfully to shake my claw'? ! ? ! ? ! ' ‘The cyborg bird said, 'Cousin, take my claw', 'I'm your descendent, though it sounds absurd'. 'Our fourth millennium A.D. course is plot', 'whereby we triumph over man machine'. 'I'm here to guide the bird-made meteor light', 'so we can wing ascent; see what I mean'? ' ‘Just then a ratty mammal, snide and mean, who hid within the cycad's curving claw, quick swiped the heedless bird in dusky light and thereby foiled cretaceous scheme absurd. The meteor missed and dinosaur machine retained its topmost spot, in spite of plot'. The father closes zany fiction plot and though his sharp-toothed grin looks wily mean, he is a loving dinosaur machine. The sleepy dino-child lets go his claw and slips into a dreaming world absurd. He kisses scaly snout and dims the light. The moral here is both absurd and light. I mean by this: Beware the bird machine which may still plot to claim the upper claw.