Break down, on a mission, from android short wave transmission
Turn it off, crank it up, and try and start again
I'm your metal monster, set knob to lonely vision of
Plans so messed up, I confess it couldv'e been
I'm positronic

Why don't you take my picture, I've got no emotion, see
I cannot smile, and I don't pose, because I can't articulate
You future is uncomfortable, trapped in your little cars
I dream of shooting stars and re-wiring wires
I'm positronic

I processed one simple query, all about this expedition
"I wonder where we're going and what will this lead us to?"
Here's a programmed answer to this so redundant question
I was built for reason and though it may be cold
I'm positronic