Reto, you're a technical whiz Masturbating with computers For a legion of kids Reto, you're a solid state A microchip and designer tape Oh, Reto, where did you come from? With transistors and a keyboard You're a virtual gun Reto, is there something wrong? The bigger wired robot is still using its probe When life's behind the screen of an agoraphobe Oh, Reto, artificial life A new computer and a brand new wife Oh, Reto, can you process this? A girlfriend in a coma having cyber sex Gamble it away with computer chips, oh, no Knowing where we're going Where do we go? Where we're going Where do we go? Where we're going Where do we go? Where we're going Oh, Reto, are you future smart? Fiber optics cybercloptic digital heart Reto, can you cypher me? Eight, zero, two, eleven, B Oh, Reto, it's a stripped down world Like muriatic acid in a toilet bowl Reto, it's an S.O.S. We're microwaving signals like a scientist Our bit-rate is shrinking to a non-existence, no Knowing where we're going Where do we go? Knowing where we're going Where do we go? Where we're going Where do we go? Where we're going Where do we go? Reto © WB MUSIC CORP.; GREEN DAZE MUSIC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com