Everyday Robots (Albarn Damon)

'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