(They didn't know where they was goin') (But they knew where they was, wasn't it?) We are everyday robots on our phones In the process of gettin' home Lookin' like standin' stones Out there on our own We're everyday robots in control Or the process of being sold Drivin' in adjacent cars Till you press restart (They didn't know where they was goin') (But they knew where they was, wasn't it?) Everyday robots just touch thumbs Swimmin' in lingo they become Stricken in a status sea One more vacancy For everyday robots gettin' old When our lips are cold Lookin' like standin' stones Out there on our own Little robots in ring back tones In the process of gettin' home