Humans Vs Computers

When people change to achieve mainstream success
They quit trying their best, they just stop
And no one plays their own instruments no more
So there's less things to adore when you chart top

But I don't care about awards you can win
Coz music comes from within, it's a feeling
You know four chords and you can sort of sing
Let's make him the new pop king, you've got no meaning

So let's all hail to the new music men
Let's bow down to a computer

And it's very impressive that you can talk that fucking fast
But is it really going to last? What are you saying?
And I love your voice and all the songs you write are great
How are you only fifty-eight in the OCC? And I'm praying
I'm praying that someone's gonna come along and say
"They've got it all wrong, these aren't musicians"
There's over two thousand artists today
And that's just in the UK, too much ambition

Let's raise a glass to the people of the world
Who's heads have been kept in the fog
They think that performance normally consists
Of someone playing from their iPod

And I guess that's what's wrong with music these days
Always sounding the same, always lying
You talk the talk, but can you walk the walk?
Stand on your own two feet without flying?