You push the button and we'll do the rest There are things that I just cannot explain to you And those that I hope I don't ever have to The exotic sound of data storage Nothing like it First thing in the morning Bastard latin That's the best thing for it

Oh, any other, any other way I cannot explain it The system only dreams in total darkness Why are you hiding from me? We’re in a different kind of thing now All night you’re talking to God We said we’d only die of lonely secrets And I cannot explain it