The Automaton

Galahad

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    We put the fate of the human race
    In the hands of cold machines
    They have no perception of compassion
    Or hat it would really mean
    If data caused the buttons to be pushed
    Wwe'd all be blown away
    Self destruction is the 'in'
    Cause for the human race

    Digital, digital, digital man
    Eroding our emotions
    Cynical, cynical, cynical man
    His feelings disappear

    The automaton

    Robot mentalities, attracting high positions
    I hope this does not rub off on the younger generation
    Awareness is more widespread than at any time before
    With media power very much to the fore

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    Cynical, cynical, cynical man
    When will he realise?
    Digital, digital, digital man
    Will never understand

    Sometimes technology advances
    Are not always desired
    Sometimes there comes a point
    When it all gets too cold
    Drained of all our instincts
    Our common senses are reeling
    Microchip revolution
    But someone left out the feeling

    I hope the higher echelons in science don't wrap
    Themselves in their own little galaxies of knowledge
    I hope that they maintain some semblance of their inner sanity
    Don't digitise too far, digital man will never understand

    Digital, digital, digital man
    His conscience evaporates
    Cynical, cynical, cynical man
    Has sterilised his faith

    Digital, digital, digital man
    When will he realise?
    Digital, clinical, cynical man
    Will never understand

    Don't digitise too far

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