Look what you're doing to menI'm utterly at your whimnAll of my defenses downnYour camera looks through menWith its X-ray visionnAnd all systems run agroundnAll I can manage to push from my lipsnIs a stream of absurditiesnEvery word I intended to speaknWind up locked in the circuitryn nNo way to control itnIt's totally automaticnWhenever you're aroundnI'm walking blindfoldednCompletely automaticnAll of my systems are downnDown down downnAutomaticnAutomaticn nWhat is this madnessnThat makes my motor runnAnd my legs too weak to standnI go from sadnessnTo exhilarationnLike a robot at your commandnMy hands perspire and shake like a leafnUp and down goes my temperaturenI summon doctors to get some reliefnBut they tell me there is no curenThey tell men nNo way to control itnIt's totally automaticnWhenever you're aroundnI'm walking blindfoldednCompletely automaticnAll of my systems are downnDown down downnAutomaticnAutomatic