Automatic

Living in a world where everybody's ga-ga
Shaking it, faking it like they're all a ya-ya
Find myself a girl with a name like Zsa-zsa
Pack up all my shit and move it down to Baja
If there's more to life than money, shelter, food, sex
I gotta get it straight in my Cerebral cortex
Everybody's got the usual defects
Chalk it all up to automatic reflex

Yeah, it's automatic, yeah, it's automatic
Baby don't be static, everybody's got one
Yeah, it's problematic you can lock it in the Attic
But it's automatic, I know it's a hot one

Seems to me the rules are getting stranger
Maybe emancipation's in danger
Every coalition is a new game changer
They all claim it's like Jesus-in-a-manger
I wanna speak free, love free, everyone to thrive
I don't really care if you're software or hard drive
No time to sit still, bow out or shuck and jive
Get up, stand up, nobody's getting out alive

Yeah, it is automatic, yeah, it's automatic
Baby don't be static, everybody's got one
Yeah, it's problematic, you can lock it in the Attic
But it's automatic, I know it's a hot one

Don't want to sound like a carnival barker
This house of mirrors getting darker and darker
Better check your blood for the biomarker
Silhouette against the sun couldn't be starker
Everything I think and do's set by my DNA
Actions are automatic reflex foreplay
Sex drive, crash dive, so much to say
Can't stop the ship once it's coming down the slipway

Yeah, it is automatic, yeah, it's automatic
Baby don't be static, everybody's got one
Yeah, it's problematic, you can lock it in the Attic
But it's automatic, I know it's a hot one

Living in a world of hypersensitivity
Everywhere I look, everybody wants validity
Walking on eggshells, state my proclivity
Somebody somewhere'll want to take a shot at me
Whether I believe in God, love or hot sex
Gotta be careful 'cause all this shit is complex
Whether I say it's live or Memorex
It's a suicide belt loaded with Semtex

Yeah, it's automatic, yeah, it's automatic
Baby don't be static, everybody's got one
Yeah, it's problematic, you can lock it in the Attic
But it's automatic, I know it's a hot one

Yeah, it's automatic, yeah, it's autocratic
Baby don't you panic, everybody's got one
You can be diplomatic, you can be fanatic
Although it's enigmatic, it's a loaded shotgun



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Writer(s): Richard Springthorpe
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