O cérebro eletrônico faz tudo
Faz quase tudo
Faz quase tudo
Mas ele é mudo
O cérebro eletrônico comanda
Manda e desmanda
Ele é quem manda
Mas ele não anda
Só eu posso pensar
Só Deus existe
Só eu
Só eu posso chorar
Quando estou triste
Só eu
Eu cá com meus botões
De carne e osso
Eu falo e ouço. Hum
Eu penso e posso
Eu posso decidir
Se vivo ou morro por que
Porque sou vivo
Vivo pra cachorro e sei
Que cérebro eletrônico nenhum me dá socorro
No meu caminho inevitável para a morte
Porque sou vivo
Sou muito vivo e sei
Que a morte é nosso impulso primitivo e sei
Que cérebro eletrônico nenhum me dá socorro
Com seus botões de ferro e seus olhos de vidroThe wind is ruthless
The trees shake angry fingers at the sky
The people hunch their shoulders
Hold their collars over their ears and run by
It's a cold rain
It's a hard rain
Like the kind you find in songs
I guess that makes me the jerk with the heartache
Here to sing to you bout how I've been done wrong
I am sitting
Watching
Out the window of the coffee shop
And I'm waiting, waiting
Waiting for it to let up
And I am rocking like a cradle
Warming my hands with the cup in between
And I am leaning over the table
Holding my face over the steam
And before it gets so cold
That the rain turns to snow
There's just a couple things
I'd like to know
Like how could you do nothing
And say, I'm doing my best
How could you take almost everything
Then come back for the rest
How could you beg me to stay
Reach out your hands and plead
And then pack up your eyes and run away
As soon as I agreed
It just all slips
Away so slowly
You don't even notice till you've lost a lot
I've been like one of those zombies
In Vegas
Pouring quarters into a slot
And now I'm tired
And I am broke
And I feel stupid and I feel used
And I'm at the end of my little rope
And I am swinging back and forth
About you
Before it gets so cold
That the rain turns to snow
There's just a couple things
I'd like to know
Like how could you do nothing
And say, I'm doing my best
How could you take almost everything
And then come back for the rest
How could you beg me to stay
Reach out your hands and plead
And then pack up your eyes and run away
As soon as I agreed
The wind is ruthless
And the trees shake angry fingers at the sky
And the people hunch their shoulders
Hold their collars over their ears and run by
And it's a cold rain
It's a hard rain
Like the kind you find in songs
Guess that makes me the jerk with the