My eyes are bifocal
My hands are sec-jointed
I live in the future
In my pre-war apartment
And I count all my blessing
I have friends in high places
And I´m upgraded daily
All my wires without traces

Hooked into machine
Hooked into machine
Hooked into machine
I´m hooked into, hooked into
Hooked into machine
Hooked into machine
Hooked into machine
I´m hooked into, hooked into
Machine

I collect my moments
Into a correspondence
With a mightier power
Who just lacks my perspective
And who lacks my organics
And who covets my defects
And I´m downloaded daily
I am part of a composite

Hooked into machine
Hooked into machine
Hooked into machine
I´m hooked into, hooked into
Hooked into machine
Hooked into machine
Hooked into machine
I´m hooked into, hooked into
Machine

Eerie "ahs"

Everything´s provided
Consummate consumer
Part of worldly taking
Apart from worldly troubles
Living in your pre-war apartment
Soon to be your post-war apartment
And you live in the future
And the future
It´s here, it´s bright, it´s now