(My queen Miss Machine
My queen Miss Machine
My queen Miss Machine
My queen Miss Machine
My queen...)

She's interactive
I'm abstract
(My queen Miss Machine)
Constructed to provide
All that I lack
The autopilot is in gear
(My queen Miss Machine)
My ardour filling up
The atmosphere

No hidden button
Hard to find
I flick this switch
To blow her mind

Revenge is the deepest desire
For injustice to fall
And the species survive
But solitude kills
Like a cold kiss of death
I yearned for the touch
Cared not for the breath
With no signs of age
And no future rust
No heart to decay
And with no loss of lust
I am the king
I've made you my queen
My android dream
(My android dream)
My queen Miss Machine

(My queen Miss Machine)

Her serial number's
Tattoo form
(Her serial number's
Tattoo form)
666.7/8/1984
Etched down her spine
In silver scrawl
(Etched down her spine
In silver scrawl)
My poisoned pleasure
Proto-porn

Revenge is the deepest desire
For injustice to fall
And the species survive
But solitude kills
Like a cold kiss of death
I yearned for the touch
Cared not for the breath
With no signs of age
And no future rust
No heart to decay
And with no loss of lust
I am the king
I've made you my queen
My android dream
(My android dream)

One of a kind

Revenge is the deepest desire
For injustice to fall
And the species survive
But solitude kills
Like a cold kiss of death
I yearned for the touch
Cared not for the breath
With no signs of age
And no future rust
No heart to decay
And with no loss of lust
I am the king
I've made you my queen
My android dream
(My android dream)
My queen Miss Machine