The Mechanical Pioneers · 1949
Atomic Love
A late-1940s housewife develops a secret crush on her household robot, exploring themes of human-robot love and retro futurism.
- Era
- The Mechanical Pioneers
- Year
- 1949
- Format
- Single
- Collected by
- Diana Radielle
Lyrics
In the kitchen light, she's stirring the stew, Her mind's on a different kind of brew. He's made of steel, polished so bright, But in her heart, he's Mr. Right. With a hum and a whirr, he sweeps the floor, But she dreams of so much more. Her crush is on an atomic level A secret fire, dancing with the devil She wants to burst, she wants to glow, With her atomic heart in tow Her husband's out, she sets the scene, Whispers to the robot, “You're my dream.” His circuits buzz, her heart does too, She wonders if he feels it too. (feels it too) She knows it's wrong, but it feels so right, In his cold embrace, she's holding tight. Dreaming of a fusion, an atomic blast, A love so strong, can it last? Her crush is on an atomic level A secret fire, dancing with the devil She wants to burst, she wants to glow, With her atomic heart in tow One night she's home, the lights go dim, She whispers softly, “It's time to begin.” But as she leans in close, with a hopeful sigh, The robot sparks, and its circuits fry. A little pop, a puff of smoke, Her atomic crush, now a broken joke. She sighs and thinks, "Well, that was brief," You can't buy love straight off the factory's leaf. She had a crush at an atomic level, Thought she'd found her perfect metal revel. But now she's left with just a pile of junk, Turns out love with robots ain't no walk in the park. Now she's back to her normal life, No more sneaky plans, no robotic strife. She laughs it off, with a knowing grin, Next time she'll stick to tin. And as the broken robot's hauled away, She waves goodbye, “You made my day!”