I need to wake myself up, programme all my thoughts for today. Uh oh... it looks like apathy again. So I step outside and breathe in stale air, fill my lungs with hatred and push the button marked ’override’. Let the magazines show you what you should look like today. Get the catalogue and pick out someone else to be. Will you shut me off before I can complete the sequence? Will you shut me off? I’m programmed to please. I’ve got something in my sack for you.
Lyrics submitted by delial