We have a random on the west side 

Personality malfunction 

He says I can't give you anything at all 

Just a room with a bad view of you 

You sent a letter to a downstat 

Saying sorry that I missed you 

But I can't think of anything to do 

He's addicted to the time track 

We have a technical 

We have a technical 

He's in a hotel where they all go 

Say me I lost my memory 

It's so surprising just how quickly things can end 

Like a hero on a platform of friends 

This table is so crowded 

With people that I don't know 

And I never really turned my force on you 

So the image breaks down again 

We have a technical 

We have a technical 

I suppose it's very shady 

At least until the lights go out 

Advertising posters on the wall 

And the young ones sing softly 

But do they ever come back 

Do they ever come back 

Or Is it always at the wrong time 

Is it always at the wrong time 

I could come around the front just like I'm real 

Move my hand in front of my eyes 

We have a technical 

We have a technical 

We have a technical 

We have a technical 

We have a technical 

We have a technical