I was out on my own, needed a few paints after a stressful week at work, I walked into a bar, the barman asked me what I wanted, so I asked for a pint of the special. he started to talk to me, he asked me why was so stressed, I told him, I had had a long week and to top it all off My girlfriend had dumped me in the week. 

One pint went to another, then another. I was getting pretty drunk at this point, but I could hear the bar man say, not to worry, it will soon be a past memory.. 

I started to make my way home staggering down the street, when a van pulled up and 2 men grabbed hold of me and pushed me into ta van. they were wearing so sort of shiny material.

I find myself strapped in a chair with the same sort of material covering my body… the headphones and the blindfold is telling me that my past life is over and I am becoming a rubber drone.

yes I am a rubber drone, my duties is to serve 

I am a rubber drone, my duties is  to serve. 

I am a rubber drone, my duties is to serve. 

I am a rubber drone, my duties is to serve.