Letra de Reto

Reto,
you´re a technical whiz,
masturbating with computers
for a legion of kids.

Reto,
you´re a solid state,
a microchip and designer tape.

Oh Reto,
where did you come from?
With transistors and a keyboard
you´re a virtual gun.

Reto,
is there something wrong?
The bigger wired robot
is still using its probe
When life´s behind the screen
of an agorophobe.

Oh Reto,
artificial life,
a new computer and a brand new wife.

Oh Reto,
can you process this?
A girlfriend in a coma having cyber sex.
Gamble it away with computer chips.

Oh no

Knowing where we´re going
(Where do we go?)

Oh Reto,
Are you future smart?
Fiber optics cybercloptic digital heart.

Reto,
can you cypher me?
Eight zero two eleven B.

Oh Reto,
it´s a stripped down world
like muriatic acid in a toilet bowl.

Reto
it´s an SOS
we´re microwaving signals like a scientist.
Our bit-rate is shrinking to a non-existant.

Oh no
Knowing where we´re going
(Where do we go?)

Where do we go, Reto?