Automatic

Look what you're doin'to me
I'm utterly at your whim
All of my defenses down
Your camera looks through me with it's x-ray visions
And all systems run aground
All I can manage to push from my lips
Is a stream of absurdities
Every word I intended to speak winds up locked in the circuity
No way to control it
It's totally automatic

Whenever you're around
I'm walking blindfolded
Completely automatic

All of my systems are down
Down
Down
Down
Automatic
Automatic

What is this madness
That makes my motor run
My legs to weak to stand
I go from sadness to exhileration
Like a robot at your command
My hands perspire and shake like a leaf
Up and down goes my temperature
I summon doctors to get some relief
But they tell me there is no cure

No way to control it
It's totally automatic
Look what you're doin' to me
I'm utterly at your whim
No way to control it
It's totally automatic