Can't you understand?
You're a man-made man.
Touch my plastic hands.
I'm a man-made man,
I'm a man-made man.
Cross the land being planned,
With our manufactured sands.
Clap your antiseptic hands,
To the manufactured bands.
They have the reckoneered refrains,
Firmly stuck inside their brains.
We plant instructions of all kinds,
In their manipulated minds.
Passing your lives by artificial light,
Scenery flies by, can't tell day from night,
Can't tell wrong from right.
Can't you understand?
You're a man-made man.
Touch my plastic hands.
I'm a man-made man,
I'm a man-made man (man man man).
She does an artificial dance,
To pursue a euphoric trance.
It's the sound of silk, and clanks,
She is mental highly enhanced.
This shit you play is the herd instinct made flesh,
They get their lyrics from mass-marketing texts,
They're burning all the rest.
Can't you understand?
You're a man-made man.
Touch my plastic hands.
I'm a man-made man,
I'm a man-made man (man man man).
Images make up my mind,
I can see them part the signs,
It's getting dificult to find,
Something real in human kind.
Behind the scenes where machinery is kept,
Your strings are pulled but the puppeteer's inept,
Soul has overslept.
Can't you understand? (Can't you understand?)
You're a man-made man (You're a man-made man),
Touch my plastic hands (Touch my plastic hands),
I'm the man-made man, (man-made man-made man)
I'm the man-made man, (man-made man-made man-made man-made man-made man-made).
Can't you understand?
You're a man-made man.
Touch my plastic hands.
I'm the man-made man,
(x14) I'm the man-made man.
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Lyrics submitted by Cantra.