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Do we inhabit some micro-space and interface through wires. Dance on a printed circuit board throw the software to the fires. My memory's slim --- so volatile but I'm learning. Plug yourself in. Stay for awhile. Un-discerning. And on dusty terminals finger me lightly do. And QWERTY is the name of love printed on the V.D.U. Cut yourself free. We're all alone communicating. Don't bother me with arithmetic --- I'm waiting. User-friendly. That's what I am to you. I have to break out of here. Trapped in my hardware cell. And come to you as you sleep tonight, take you back into my hell. Binary joys and digital sighs so appealing. SongtexteI'm one of the boys and it's only your mind that I'm stealing. User-friendly. That's all I am to you. Aus Songtexte Mania