Machine
My eyes are bifocalMy hands are sec-jointedI live in the futureIn my pre-war apartmentAnd I count all my blessingsI have friends in high placesAnd I'm upgraded dailyAll my wires without traces
Hooked into machineHooked into machineHooked into machineI'm hooked into, hooked intoHooked into machineHooked into machineHooked into machineI'm hooked into, hooked intoMachine
I collect my momentsInto a correspondenceWith a mightier powerWho just lacks my perspectiveAnd who lacks my organicsAnd who covets my defectsAnd I'm downloaded dailyI am part of a composite
Hooked into machineHooked into machineHooked into machineI'm hooked into, hooked intoHooked into machineHooked into machineHooked into machineI'm hooked into, hooked intoMachine
Eerie "ahs"
Everything's providedConsummate consumerPart of worldly takingApart from worldly troublesLiving in your pre-war apartmentSoon to be your post-war apartmentAnd you live in the futureAnd the futureIt's here, it's bright, it's now