Automatic - T.S.O.L.

Driving to the crime of the time

I manufacture my mind

Till we stop

Till the real man comes on top

And now you’ll really be dropped

Fading in the lane with the brain

That can never be tamed

I got the car

Got the 21st century car

Well now I know who you are

You’re so automatic

The way you bleed

You’re so automatic

The things you need

You’re so automatic

And you still are

Standing in the field what a deal

Will you get out and kneel

Where you are

Where the blood doesn’t get on my car

It’s such a beautiful car

Dropping of the shot with the pop

Makes me wonder and stop

What you got

What you really got coming along

And now you really are gone

You’re so automatic

The way you bleed

You’re so automatic

The things you need

You’re so automatic

The way you see

You’re so automatic

You’re just like me

You’re so automatic

And you still are