This human invention   A brave new idea   Wishful thinking    Find a modern way to feel   If I sit down and let you do the work   But if you can't think straight anymore      If you can't tell, if you can't tell   I've changed nothing   If you can't tell, if you can't tell   I'll leave you under the stairs tonight   Under the stairs tonight       This faded fashion   No commercial sex appeal   and we're still waiting for last night's chemical thrill   The words I'm saying, the music's drowning out   and you can't think straight anymore      If you can't tell, if you can't tell   I've changed nothing   If you can't tell, if you can't tell   I'll leave you under the stairs tonight      You're pneumatic, devoid of a feeling    I need a long weekend to make you see      You're pneumatic, devoid of a feeling   I need a long weekend to make you see      You're pneumatic, devoid of a feeling      I'll leave you under the stairs tonight. (repeat x 3)