Came off the line in '85
A miracle of science to be alive
Can think and feel like one of you
I'll do the best that I can do
Circuits fired up and running
All the processors are humming
I think that I am becoming real now

I am your robotic boy
Your futuristic wind up toy
I'll do whatever that you please
All the latest novelties
I'll be there when you get home
I've got no other place to go
Whatever challenge you create
I can emote and emulate

I think I'm doing fine
I don't think I'm out of line
I think I'm running out of time right now

I am your robotic boy
Your futuristic wind up toy
I'll do whatever that you please
But I don't come with batteries
As time wears on I will decay
My wires will begin to fray
Circuits fried, can't you tell
I was always just an empty shell