We have a randomon the west side Personality malfunction He says I can't give you anything at all Just a room with a bad view of you He sent a letter to a downstat Saying sorry that I missed you But I can't think of anything to do He's addicted to the time track Oo-oo-oo, we have a technical (x2) He's in the hotel where they all go Saying me, I've lost my memory It's so surprising just how quickly things can end Like a hero on a platform of friends This table is so crowded With people that I don't know And I never really turn my thoughts on you So the image breaks down again Oo-oo-oo, we have a technical (x2) I suppose it's very shady At least until the lights go out Advertising posters on the wall And the young ones singing softly Do they ever come back (do they ever come back) Or is it always at the wrong time (is it always at the wrong time) I could crawl around the floor just like I'm real And move a hand in front of my eyes Oo-oo-oo, we have a technical (x6)