No Pulse

You think you’re a genius
And you think you got me sussed
Baby I ain’t got no pulse
Maybe I’m somebody else
It’s the future you don’t care
Go put on your plastic hair
We can do it in 3-D
Got you right in front of me
Wait, wait for me, 'cause you’re freaking me out, hey-hey-hey
Hold on, lemme put my shoes on, almost ready to go, woah-oh-oh
Used to be the stinky kid
Let me tell you what I did
We got used to skipping school
Now I’m sick of being cool
I’m your saxophonic spazz
Watch me play my doo-doo jazz
You can sit and watch me go
Green light yes and red means no
O-K! We’ll do it your way, but you oughtta know, woah-oh-oh
I’m messed up too, but I’m here with you, let me freak you out, hey-hey-hey
Think you know just how it is
Time to get down to the biz
Baby I ain’t got no soul
But maybe my brain is whole
Now you’re ready for the show
Now we know we where we can go
Call that taxi on the phone
Baby can we just go home