These metal tails glide in the night, the stars above they feel so free
And they might zoom where trash cans loom, they're gleaming 'neath the moon's bright crown
I don't know why, it's just the way they're programmed
They might jet off, chasing neon lights
And if they slip, they'll soar again so high
And if you look up, you might see them above the rooftops, darting around
With every fix and switch, these creatures make no sound
Their tools of choice are love, and it's the love that they have found
They'll mend a broken street, bring peace where noise was rife
With tiny hands they'll set to work, to gift the city life
Oh, robot raccoons, with night as your gown
Through the cracks and the shadows, you'll repair this old town
Back to the crater, where their home fires burn, engines cool down
With stars reflecting in their glistening eyes, above the earth so round
In their space of silver beams, they recount tales of the night
How they fixed the world below, beneath the soft lunar light
Their paws leave prints on the lunar dust
Whispers of a mission, fueled by a trust
With a heart made of circuits, but driven by dreams
They hustle and bustle 'til daylight it seems
Follow their leader with sensors so keen
An omnipotent eye, in the night it does gleam
Up in the heavens, they've got the high ground
Signals are sent, and the orders come down
They scurry with purpose beneath the moon's glow
Unified mission they all inherently know
Their leader, unseen, but presence so grand
Architecting the peace, their future unplanned
Oh, robot raccoons, under night's soft command
In the hush of the eve, they bring calm to the land