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