The electronic brain does everything
Does almost everything
Does almost everything
But he is mute
The electronic brain commands
Orders and rescinds
He is the one who has the word
But he doesn't walk
Only I can think
If God exists
Only I
Only I can cry
When I'm sad
Only I
Me, here with my buttons
Made of flesh and bone
I speak and listen
I think and I'm capable
I'm capable of deciding
Whether I live or die because
Because I'm alive
Really really alive and I know
That no electronic brain can aid me
On my inevitable road to death
Because I'm alive
Really really alive and I know
That death is our prime impulse and I know
That no electronic brain can aid me
With its iron buttons and glass eyes