Accessories by Automatic
Accessories lyrics
On a scale of one to ten
What number are you again?
I've got a preoccupation with quantifying,
Every part of a human being, every part and what it means,
And turning it into a commodity
Where do I connect with this machine?
We have become accessories.
Make your connections in flesh and blood.
We have become accessories.
In a hundred words or less tell me about yourself.
It's so easy to know you when you're packaged on a shelf.
And we're joined at the fingertips.
By zeros and ones we'll be sold to the highest bid.
What happens when the power goes out?
What happens when we're disconnected? (x2)
Where do I connect with this machine?
We have become accessories.
Make your connections in flesh and blood.
We have become accessories.
What happens when the power goes out? (x2)
Where do I connect with this machine?
We have become accessories.
Make your connections in flesh and blood.
We have become accessories.
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