[ Featuring the Welcome Mats ]
So I've got the technology blues
'Cause I don't feel the urge to use
Speeding up the pace of the human race
Before the end we all get replaced
You do it for me so conveniently until suddenly you can't
And they know we can't do it without you
It's so hard to go back, not mentally, but practically everyone is buying in
Even those you think are not that influenceable
But we all are when we can't see it
Because we forgot to squeegee our third eye
I've got the technology blues... We're all replicas
Is there an end goal? I just don't get it
Sacrifice control, sacrifice soul in exchange for efficiency
It saves us time, yet makes us busier
'Cause the quicker we get it the more we use
The quicker we're done the more we have to do
Survival of the fitbit-est
Technology without knowledge is just techno. It's just tech-y
There's no knowledge in technology
Technology blues
