they’re teaching the robots to dance
they’re teaching the robots to dance
and the desperate men who can afford the expense
will undoubtedly leap at the chance to own their own love
they’re teaching my neighbour to speak
they’re teaching my neighbour to speak
and the frustrated mind that cannot comprehend
the daring retreat to the weak that changes us all
they’re teaching us all not to care
they’re teaching us all not to care
and they couldn’t be more pleased with the results
an endless game of truth or dare where we never pick truth
they’re teaching us terrible lies
they’re teaching us terrible lies
but we’re wrapped up with the scent of new skins
that we cannot hear the cries that come from our mouths
marc - vocals, guitar
spring - violins, bg vocals
justin - bells, keyboards
janie - bass
stewart - drums, piano
written by marc