All automatic
Mourning widows
Here goes my life again
It's pretty plain,
What a shame, what a shame
Who'll win the race today
Haven't a chance
Play the game, play the game
It's pretty plain,
What a shame, what a shame
Who'll win the race today
Haven't a chance
Play the game, play the game
Well I'm tired of thinking
Of thinking and thinking
The warnings, the worries, the pressures
Forget it for a minute and
Get automatic, get automatic
Move automatic, all automatic
I'm always punching in
Can't find the means to an end
Punch me out!
I like the cloud I'm on
Would rather ride number 9, number 9
Well I'm tired of thinking
Of thinking and thinking
The warnings, the worries, the pressures
Forget it for a minute and
Get automatic, get automatic
Move automatic, all automatic
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