stay in my room, All alone in the gloom, What need I of light? Machines they can see in the night, And I feel no pain. Metal heart and a metal brain, But something is wrong, 'cause I still feel that signal coming in, so...
I stand at your door; I guess I'll wait a moment more. Your hall light comes on, And now my turn to fire upon, But I wheel away; Defer my plight for another day, To dream of your face, But a video screen takes its place.
Hey, oh, it's true, I'm a helpless automaton, make an ultimatum to you. Hey, it's true, Machinery in my pocket, I've even got a docket from you.
I went to the man, I told him a robot is what I am, But he just smiled, said I was a fractious child; "Distrusted not rusted," that's why I feel so disgusted, But I know he's wrong, 'cause I haven't felt this way for very long.
Hey, it's true, I'm a helpless automaton, make an ultimatum to you. Hey, it's true, Machinery in my pocket, I've even got a docket from you. I'm a helpless automaton, make an ultimatum to you. Hey, it's true, Machinery in my pocket, I've even got a docket from you. It's true, I'm a helpless automaton, make an ultimatum to you. Hey, it's true, Machinery in my pocket, I've even got a docket from you. From you. From you.