Replicas lyrics

The alarm rang for days
You could tell from conversations
I was waiting by the screen
I couldn't recognise my photograph
Me, I disconnect from you

I was walking up the stairs
Something moved in silence
I could feel his mind decaying
Only inches away from me
And I disconnect from you

Please don't turn me off
I don't know what I'm doing outside
Me and the telephone that never rings

It's cold outside
And the paint's peeling off of my walls
There's a man outside
In a long coat, grey hat, smoking a cigarette

Now the light fades out
And I'm wondering what I'm doing in a room like this
There's a knock on the door
And just for a second I thought I remembered you

So now I'm alone
Now I can think for myself
About little deals
And S.U.s
And things that I just don't understand

I saw him turn on
Like a machine in the park
Saying `please come with me'
But you've been there before
I saw him whirr away
Into the night
Like a nightmare on wheels
Saying `never again'

I'd give it all up for you
I'd even be a number just for you
The strangest living boy
You could ever wish to see
`That's me'
Yellowed newspapers
Tell the story of someone
`Do you know this man?'

Slowly the thought
There is no one to replace
Came into view
And he began to cry
Now only boys
That love only boys
The perfect picture
Of a boy/girl age

I'm praying to the aliens
I'm praying to the aliens

Grey overcoat
And he could be anyone
A random poll check
Do you ever think of women?
They broke him down
Into a torn old queen
Living somewhere
Between dead and dying

Down in the park
Where the Machmen meet
The machines are playing `kill-by-numbers'
Down in the park with a friend called `Five'

I was in a car crash
Or was it the war?
Well, I've never been quite the same
Little white lies like I was there

Come to Zom-Zom's , a place to eat
Like it was built in one day
You can watch the humans
Try to run

Oh, look, there's a rape machine

Fade to screens of violence
Like a TV screen but silent
Where the victims are all paid by the hour
Staring at the ceiling
As she gyrates all around me
I am trying to forget she's done this all before

Far too many people
For a quiet night with myself
Oh I could be anyone tonight
Focus on a feeling
I've detected while I'm sleeping
Sing a chorus of On Broadway and deny it all

It was hard to avoid
I suppose it was the shame
But they didn't even try

You see we'd never met
And they didn't have names
There was nothing I could do

So I turned on the crowd
And I screamed you and you
It could have been you

And they seemed to think
That I looked that way
Or maybe I was wrong

So I said do you know Mr. Wall
And they looked the other way
And then they smiled at me

A radio plays `White Christmas'
It's been doing that for years
If someone leaves the station
Oh please don't talk to strangers
Can't you see they're not like us

The vacant flesh of U.D.'s
Stand leaning by the walls
You can feel them thinking over
Ways of merging with the thoughts
You never dare to dream

It must have been years
It must have been years

They want to relive all my memories

instrumental

[instrumental]

Do you need the service?
Do you need to call me daily?
Do you have reasons for calling at all?

Is something on your mind?
Is something wrong? I get the feeling
That you're laughing at my quiet surprise

My silhouette is changing
As i'm aging by your window
And I focus on a light by your face

Call me `the operator'
Making comments he's so technical
Or I've absolutely nothing to do

Here in my room
Where the paint dries like your face
I'm still confusing love with need
Tonight at 10
I'll cry for a while
They'll get me for sure
It's just a question of time

We're the crazies

Some things I do
I feel so ashamed
But I have run of points of view
The man is a thinker
Who thought that he died
Just sits in the corner
Looking somewhat surprised

We're the crazies

I only exterminate

Only a downstat
Personality problem
He would say things like 'I love you'
And cry real tears

Met him in some place
Like a home for old mothers
Where the cure is always death
But no-one ever leaves

He wore a number 7
Badge on his collar
He would show it with pride
And say 'it means I can feel'

He'd bribe the warders
To send letters to someone
Who didn't even know his name

We have a random on the westside
Personality malfunction
He says I can't give you anything at all
Just a room with a bad view of you
He sent a letter to a downstat
Saying sorry that I missed you
But I can't think of anything to do
He's addicted to the time track

We have a technical
We have a technical

He's in a hotel where they all go
Saying Boy, I've lost my memory
It's so surprising

We are so fragile
Advertising lies that are whiter than yours
We are so fragile
They could give us a war just to keep us amused

We are so fragile
I could stay here inside and say it's all been done
We are so fragile
Just pretend I never tried, I'll leave it up to you

We are still so young
And it must be wrong but I'd do it all the same
We are really so shy

[instrumental]

Fade to screens of violence
Like a TV screen but silent
Where the victims are all paid by the hour
Staring at the ceiling
As she gyrates all around me
I am trying to forget she's done this all before

Far too many people
For a quiet night with myself
Oh I could be anyone tonight
Focus on a feeling
I've detected while I'm sleeping
Sing a chorus of On Broadway and deny it all

instrumental

We have a random on the westside
Personality malfunction
He says I can't give you anything at all
Just a room with a bad view of you
He sent a letter to a downstat
Saying sorry that I missed you
But I can't think of anything to do
He's addicted to the time track

We have a technical
We have a technical

He's in a hotel where they all go
Saying Boy, I've lost my memory
It's so surprising

We are so fragile
Advertising lies that are whiter than yours
We are so fragile
They could give us a war just to keep us amused

We are so fragile
I could stay here inside and say it's all been done
We are so fragile
Just pretend I never tried, I'll leave it up to you

We are still so young
And it must be wrong but I'd do it all the same
We are really so shy

I saw him turn on
Like a machine in the park
Saying `please come with me'
But you've been there before
I saw him whirr away
Into the night
Like a nightmare on wheels
Saying `never again'

I'd give it all up for you
I'd even be a number just for you
The strangest living boy
You could ever wish to see
`That's me'
Yellowed newspapers
Tell the story of someone
`Do you know this man?'

Here in my room
Where the paint dries like your face
I'm still confusing love with need
Tonight at 10
I'll cry for a while
They'll get me for sure
It's just a question of time

We're the crazies

Some things I do
I feel so ashamed
But I have run of points of view
The man is a thinker
Who thought that he died
Just sits in the corner
Looking somewhat surprised

We're the crazies

I only exterminate

It was hard to avoid
I suppose it was the shame
But they didn't even try

You see we'd never met
And they didn't have names
There was nothing I could do

So I turned on the crowd
And I screamed you and you
It could have been you

And they seemed to think
That I looked that way
Or maybe I was wrong

So I said do you know Mr. Wall
And they looked the other way
And then they smiled at me

Slowly the thought
There is no one to replace
Came into view
And he began to cry
Now only boys
That love only boys
The perfect picture
Of a boy/girl age

I'm praying to the aliens
I'm praying to the aliens

Grey overcoat
And he could be anyone
A random poll check
Do you ever think of women?
They broke him down
Into a torn old queen
Living somewhere
Between dead and dying

Only a downstat
Personality problem
He would say things like 'I love you'
And cry real tears

Met him in some place
Like a home for old mothers
Where the cure is always death
But no-one ever leaves

He wore a number 7
Badge on his collar
He would show it with pride
And say 'it means I can feel'

He'd bribe the warders
To send letters to someone
Who didn't even know his name

The alarm rang for days
You could tell from conversations
I was waiting by the screen
I couldn't recognise my photograph
Me, I disconnect from you

I was walking up the stairs
Something moved in silence
I could feel his mind decaying
Only inches away from me
And I disconnect from you

Please don't turn me off
I don't know what I'm doing outside
Me and the telephone that never rings

A radio plays `White Christmas'
It's been doing that for years
If someone leaves the station
Oh please don't talk to strangers
Can't you see they're not like us

The vacant flesh of U.D.'s
Stand leaning by the walls
You can feel them thinking over
Ways of merging with the thoughts
You never dare to dream

It must have been years
It must have been years

They want to relive all my memories

instrumental

Do you need the service?
Do you need to call me daily?
Do you have reasons for calling at all?

Is something on your mind?
Is something wrong? I get the feeling
That you're laughing at my quiet surprise

My silhouette is changing
As i'm aging by your window
And I focus on a light by your face

Call me `the operator'
Making comments he's so technical
Or I've absolutely nothing to do

Down in the park
Where the Machmen meet
The machines are playing `kill-by-numbers'
Down in the park with a friend called `Five'

I was in a car crash
Or was it the war?
Well, I've never been quite the same
Little white lies like I was there

Come to Zom-Zom's , a place to eat
Like it was built in one day
You can watch the humans
Try to run

Oh, look, there's a rape machine

It's cold outside
And the paint's peeling off of my walls
There's a man outside
In a long coat, grey hat, smoking a cigarette

Now the light fades out
And I'm wondering what I'm doing in a room like this
There's a knock on the door
And just for a second I thought I remembered you

So now I'm alone
Now I can think for myself
About little deals
And S.U.s
And things that I just don't understand