Robot

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're taught to divide
 the world into buddies and wives
 sluts and wimps
 and ever since
 you've kept a score card
 how else to prove you're such the pimp
 You are just a robot
 executing a program
 Get on a train where the crowd is tightening
 to push yourself up against a girl
 and when you're not getting play
 you keep trying
 you don't understand the consensual way
 you are just a robot
 executing a program
 you are just a robot
 an imitation of a man
 She told me one night
 when we were lying quiet and cold
 something not right
 It had months since the good times
 once there was sun
 now there was night
 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,
 is he alive or is he done?
 Does he breathe air that I breathe?
 is he kept warm by the same sun?
 you are just a robot
 executing a program
 an imitation of a man
 executing a program
 an imitation of a man
 an imitation of a man
 an imitation of a man
 an imitation of a man
 an imitation of a man