Turning into a computer airhead with no eyes or mind Compulsively flicking the switch bringing the monster to life My eyes hurt My hopes droop but I turn it on and on and on Grab the hammer and smash it to bits Do us all a favour Sugar sticks to entertain us like children with their dollies No use No good Keeping us from the truth Further grist to the mill of our ignorance Watch the sun and moon and think nothing no more