Just A Machine

<br>I was built by Mr Jones<br>And he`s an awfully clever man<br>He`s regarded as the foremost in his field<br>His command of all God`s science<br>Is renowned throughout the land<br>My existence is his craftmanship revealed<br>He has etched my nerves of silicon<br>And stitched my nylon skin<br>Designed my megabrain<br>And all the thoughts within<br>With unsurpassed precision<br>I`ve been put through every test<br>And charged with the mortal gift of life<br>I was made with such perfection<br>I am complete in every way<br>I`m guaranteed to never ever fail<br>I simply can not falter<br>As humans often do<br>Like the men who start me up and turn me off<br>I find it very frightening<br>The disorder of their plans<br>And I wonder at the use that`s made<br>With the info they demand<br>But I have no right to question<br>The decisions which they make<br>My fate is not to reason why<br>I`m just a machine<br>I`m just a machine<br>They speak with all respect of Mr Jones<br>Despite all my perfection<br>I can never intervene<br>I`m just a machine<br>I`m just a machine<br>[The Swedish lyrics had better rhymes, but the meaning is more or less the<br>same.]