Lyrics

see the strange boy keeping to the shadows, he's a very good friend of mine, i've seen you running from the ladies, don't tell me you're not that kind, i've got the time if you've got the money, mister you'll be pleased you'll see, we'll meet by the tubeway as the screamer cries eleven, and you can have your way with me, you're gonna make me feel so cold, see my one love talking to the pretty boy, i never did like her taste, my skin is rubber on a skeletal body, i'm physically going to waste, feel my eyes and the tongue of a killer, i'm a humanoid logic machine, don't touch me with your painted little fingers, 'cos i know where they've been, you're not gonna put those scabs on me, i must hide from a thousand grinning faces, all sucking from my crazy mind, take a ride out in my imagery of ages, and heaven knows what you will find, i've no time for the chitter-chatter ladies, i'm so busy trying to break this wall, hear my words 'cos emotion now is leaving, you see i'm really not a human at all, and i don't think i wanna stay

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Artist: gary numan