His world is under observation -- We monitor his station Under faces and the places Where he traces points of view
He picks up scraps of conversation -- Radio and radiation From the dancers and romancers With the answers -- but no clue
He`d love to spend the night in Zion He`s been a long while in Babylon He`d like a lover`s wings to fly on To a tropic isle of Avalon
His world is under anaesthetic -- Subdivided and synthetic His reliance on the giants In the science of the day
He picks up scraps of information -- He`s adept at adaptation `Cause for strangers and arrangers Constant change is here to stay
He`s got a force field and a flexible plan He`s got a date with fate in a black sedan He plays fast forward for as long as he can But he won`t need a bed -- He`s a digital man
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