(They didn't know where they was goin')
(But they knew where they was, wasn't it?)

We are everyday robots on our phones
In the process of gettin' home
Looking like standin' stones
Out there on our own

We're everyday robots in control
Or the process of being sold
Drivin' in adjacent cars
Till you press restart

(They didn't know where they was goin')
(But they knew where they was, wasn't it?)

Everyday robots just touch thumbs
Swimmin' in lingo they become
Stricken in a status sea

One more vacancy
For everyday robots gettin' old

When our lips are cold
Lookin' like standin' stones
Out there on our own

Little robots in ring back tones
In the process of gettin' home