Everyday Robots

'They didn’t know where they was going, but they knew where they was wasn’t it'

We are everyday robots on our phones

In the process of getting home

Looking like standing stones

Out there on our own

We’re everyday robots in control

Or in the process of being sold

Driving in adjacent cars

‘Til you press restart

Everyday robots just touch thumbs

Swimmin’ in lingo they become

Stricken in a status sea

One more vacancy

For everyday robots getting old

When our lips are cold

Lookin’ like standing stones

Out there on our own

Little robots in ringback tones

In the process of getting home