Robots

For years I have heard of

The coming of robots

But now I know that

The robots are here

Be it automaton

Or else humble servant

Either way they are robot

Either way they're not human

They need electronic impulse

To provide information

They need electronic impulse

To provide relaxation

They need electronic impulse

To make every decision

If that's not a robot

Then tell me what is

See I've read of cyborgs

In old science fiction

Those partly human

And those partly machine

That when they're commanded

Ooh they do what they're ordered

The machine is strong

As the human is weak

So now I'm talking to cell phones

I'm using microwave ovens

From automatic toll booths

To banking machines

My mind is clouded

With digital static

With more information

Man, than I can receive

So I'm running for cover

Out to the country

Beneath the cover of treetops

And under the leaves

I know up in the heavens

The little cameras can see me

And if I step foot on

The old civilized streets

See I must escape from

The mechanical army

Their cold eyes staring

With hard x-ray beams

My mind's a computer

I know they mean to harm me

As I skirt past the laws

And I slip through the seams

See I've always heard of

The coming of robots

And now the robots

Are all that I see

I see them wearing the T-shirts

And buying the concerts

And being just what they're

Supposed to be

Drinking the coffee

And eating the sugar

Ooh I look in the mirror

It's you and it's me

So I am a robot (I am a robot)

I am a robot (I am a robot)

I am a robot (I am a robot)

Listen to me (I am a robot)

I am a robot (I am a robot)

I am a robot (I am a robot)

I am a robot (I am a robot)

I am a robot