My Time

Stored on the shelves of my memory
my thoughts are in perfect array
My life runs smooth like a highway
billboards show me the way
My way of life has the glamour
of an artificial neon ad
I need overwhelming information
for a complete shopping list
Acrylic colours oscillate my eyes
when I walk down a drugstore aisle
Stored on the shelves of my memory
my thoughts are in perfect array
I learn do it yourself cybernetics
while I’m jogging on a rolling tray
I love my weekends in the pure air
on the heights of the Eiffel tower
My time my time I love my time
My time has something more
My time’s the best there’s ever been
My time I love my time
Thank you my time
My life runs smooth like a highway
billboards show me the way
My love stories have the flavour
of a swiss made digital watch
When I have to know what to love
I recall my stored data
Doctor Einstein we’re going supernova
There’s not a single thing that you can do
My time my time I love my time
My time has something more
My time’s the best there’s ever been
My time I love my time
Thank you my time
My thoughts are still like a photo
in the hall of a Hilton Hotel
My reflex actions are mechanized
like japanese camera tourists
happily milling in Bloomingdales
shooting at beautiful symbols
My time my time I love my time
My time has something more
My time’s the best there’s ever been
My time I love my time
Thank you my time