Have you ever given thought to man-machines?
Are they supposed man-made for others?
Hollow beings sitting in their ivory tower
And manipulating lives of others
And out of thought to their hopes and dreams
They may be destroying
Quite annoying
Their robotic laughter's but to hollow mockery
And anger of cruel reaction Try asking him about his personal life
He'll put your whole mind in traction Like
cardboard vultures waiting on the perch
for the chilly So chilling
A living,
breathing android is beyond belief Yet
a more unique than the man-machines
Can you tell if they're more of a welcome relief
Than those man-machines?
Man-machines?
Man-machines?
Man-machines?
Ah
They ruin the antics of a child at play
And kick their heads for less than joy
And smash shrills at the death of rover Acting like mechanical toys
Without a heart there's no use,
you know If it's ripped asunder
No wonder A living,
breathing android is beyond belief
Yet a more unique than the man-machines Can
you tell if they're more of a welcome relief
Than those man-machines?
Man-machines?
Man-machines?
Man-machines?
Ah
Man-machines?
Man-machines?