Brothermandude - Automatic lyrics

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It's the same old show A black and white colour and more Straying from where we're born To TV screens and Hollywood shows The sequel plays again A version of the old made new Electro-magno pulse Little loveable gizmos The city's in full speed He's back and running again But deep, deep inside He wants to go the other way A cruise ship takes a ride They want to get wasted And get away With cookie cutter personnel Blue jeans, blue smile And a fake blue world The sequel plays again A bad B Movie A replication Xerox humanity Put it in a box And sell it expensively On automatic You're very good at dreaming Coz you never do what you're feeling A once eruptive presence Stilled like a glass of water And the tramp told me secrets The city, the city's got ears And rumour says you're done Feeling for the world The sequel plays again A bad B Movie A replication Xerox humanity Put it in a box And sell it expensively On automatic