Do we inhabit some micro-space 

and interface through wires. 

Dance on a printed circuit board 

throw the software to the fires. 

My memory's slim --- so volatile 

but I'm learning. 

Plug yourself in. Stay for awhile. 

Un-discerning. 



And on dusty terminals 

finger me lightly do. 

And QWERTY is the name of love 

printed on the V.D.U. 

Cut yourself free. We're all alone 

communicating. 

Don't bother me with arithmetic --- 

I'm waiting. 



User-friendly. 

That's what I am to you. 



I have to break out of here. 

Trapped in my hardware cell. 

And come to you as you sleep tonight, 

take you back into my hell. 

Binary joys and digital sighs 

so appealing. 

I'm one of the boys and it's only 

your mind that I'm stealing. 

User-friendly. 

That's all I am to you.