Tác giả : Gary Numan
Người đăng : administrator, 14 năm trước
Applicant, i am 
Clean young flesh 
Cubicles, we merge 
And me so decent 
 
Lock up my vehicle 
Crack my walls 
I'm stealing new words 
And me so honest 
 
Someone took pictures 
Just look at her go 
Her presence exhausted me 
Like spectators we are 
 
I have no address 
'who are you?' 
Kiss my arse goodbye 
The show goes rusty. 
 
Simulate phone call 
Face to face 
Newspaper loose talk 
You wreck my dreams 
 
Exhibit 'a' dog 
So few of them left 
Exhibit 'b' god 
The problem of death 
 
Old sex, unclean 
Do you still need the moon? 
Recall no names 
Don't ask me 'how are you?' 
 
Where's my attendant 
And where is my wife 
Wait in the doorway 
While i say goodnight 
 
He looks like me