Break down, on a mission, from android short wave transmission Turn it off, crank it up, and try and start again I'm your metal monster, set knob to lonely vision of Plans so messed up, I confess it couldv'e been I'm positronic
Why don't you take my picture, I've got no emotion, see I cannot smile, and I don't pose, because I can't articulate You future is uncomfortable, trapped in your little cars I dream of shooting stars and re-wiring wires I'm positronic
I processed one simple query, all about this expedition "I wonder where we're going and what will this lead us to?" Here's a programmed answer to this so redundant question I was built for reason and though it may be cold I'm positronic