you're just walking round
your little mazes figuring out
how to get by,
how to get laid,
and get famous,
get yourself paid,
impress the guys.
you think you're thinking for yourself
but when you get on the
subway's most crowded part
just to stand behind a girl
CHORUS
then you are
just a robot,
executing a program.
you are just a robot,
an imitation of a man
you're taught to divide
the world into buddies and wives,
sluts and wimps;
and ever since,
you've kept a scorecard
how else to prove
you're such the pimp.
you think you're thinking for yourself
but when you can't get any
the consentual way
you decide to use some force
CHORUS
she told me one night
when we were lying quiet and cold,
something not right.
it had been months
since the good times,
once there was sun,
now there was night.
and she said to me
as she turned on the light,
"there's something you don't know
that keeps me from feeling right.
i once knew a guy,
i'd seen him around.
he knew all my friends,
he came from town.
one night at a party,
we both were there,
he followed me into the bathroom,
he grabbed my hair,"
and she said "i still remember
just how the floor felt
and how my head would hit the tub."
now where is that robot,
put a stake thru my true love
where is that robot,
should get struck down from above
you are just a robot,
executing a program,
an imitation of a man
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