Let the drones go free   Open up the back door to the alley   Will they act like men   Or build weapons against the Americans   Will we build them with our own bare hands   One quick decision   We can tear them to the ground      I'm so mechanical, rational   For the automatic slave   Where the trick's makin' myself believe   I am truly free   So line me up in the streets and malls   Where I'm a number, not a name   And we'll be selling conversations soon   There's nothing left, nothing left to save      Let the drones go free   Live the rest of their lives happily   In the motor heart   Lined up in a row symmetrically   So just follow me down the production line   Where robot arms with memories build us to another time      I'm so mechanical, rational   For the automatic slave   Where the trick's makin' myself believe   I am truly free   So line me up in the streets and malls   Where I'm a number, not a name   And we'll be selling conversations soon   There's nothing left, nothing left to save      [instrumental interlude]      I'm so mechanical, rational   For the automatic slave   Where the trick's makin' myself believe   I am truly free   So line me up in the streets and malls   Where I'm a number, not a name   And we'll be selling conversations soon   There's nothing left, nothing left to save