Text: Fiction Plane. Left Side Of The Brain. Anyone.

We?ve got these machines and they run automatic
They?ve got no feelings to steal
I?ve got a robot that can put on a hat
Lucky us even the paupers are fat
Look at us
This is luxury
No one else at the pool
There is only me

Anyone (3x)

We hate our bodies
They?re covered in plastic
We are excused from their sight
The sun is focused on a ring of bacteria
Thank God we don?t see the light
Look at us
This is what you need
We don?t get wet in the ocean
We are hermetically sealed

Anyone (3x)