Mr. Mercury A cast iron steam machine Made the morning tea For the Admiral Gabardine Went out on an errand But came back too late The runabout was idling Behind the gate Mr. Mercury His dials and his springs Set out for Mr. Quick By following the oil slick “Mr. Mercury, Why did they all leave? Could it be, I wonder, A strange disease? Because everybody’s gone, The house is empty and the Silence is killing me.” The moon was overhead The city streets were dead They heard a soft alarm That was set by Mr. Arm “Mr. Mercury Why did they all leave? Could they be, I wonder, All overseas? Because everybody’s gone, The town is empty and the Silence is killing me.” “Follow me and I will take you (I believe we are through) To the Admiral, he will tell us (If no one tells... ) What to do and where to go (... Us what to do) Because that’s what automata do.” You can thank Smythe and Tinker For your curious demeanor He is a patented marvel Patented marvel They no longer linger Because he knows he’ll be alright Are you getting existential In your clockwork differential? He’s a patented marvel Mechanical “Our serial numbers Are etched in ours thumbs. Send someone who could use A good Automaton!” We are We are We are We are Alone “Mr. Mercury, There’s not much use for us three. I’ll turn your On Switch off If you’ll do the same for me Because everybody’s gone, The world is empty, and the Silence is killing me.”