Clockwork Punk

I am a computer and i dance like metronome
I am now invading thru the tv in yr home
But you won’t see me as i make you a code jerk
I am stationary, i am run by clockwork
I countdown to zero, i’m a binary abacus
Working in machine code, i’m the brain for all of us
Look out, i byte, at the fingers of office clerks
I am stationary, i am run by clockwork
To all the people in the east, clockwork punk!
To all the people in the north, clockwork punk!
To all the people in the west, clockwork punk!
And all the people in the south, clockwork punk!
I might be pale and grey, but inside i pogo
Getting silicon to the punk and disco
But you won’t see me as i make you a code jerk
I am stationary, i am run by clockwork
Eating up yr numbers as you feed me more and more
Only numbers i see are the 1, 2, 3 and 4
Look out, i byte, at the fingers of office clerks
I am stationary, i am run by clockwork
To all the people in the east, clockwork punk…
I am a computer and I dance like metronome
I am a computer and I dance like metronome
I am a computer and I dance like metronome
Counting down to zero, clockwork punk!
To all the people in the east, clockwork punk!
To all the people in the north, clockwork punk!
To all the people in the west, clockwork punk!
To all the people in the south, clockwork punk!
To all the people of Glasgow, clockwork punk!
To all the people of Dublin, clockwork punk!
To all the people of Dundee, clockwork punk!
To all the people of London, clockwork punk!