(Willcox Bogen Bush) Bring on the wooden boxes Christ all my friends, they've died Watched my heroes tape their memories I broke down and cried At least that changes history, You know that's something before they go. Bring on the computers, the ones that cannot lie Tape every grey cell, every scene, and every sigh You can be my friend or stay until I die And when I do go, computer, can live my life Bring on the computers, the ones that cannot lie Tape every grey cell, every scene, every sigh Bring on the computers, the one that cannots lie Tape every grey cell, every scene, and every sigh They're painting the deliverance Of the ones that they despise Since there's eternity In their beautiful immortal eyes Bring on the computers, they want to see me die! Tape my every grey cell, every scene, and every sigh I, I'm still waiting, I wanna be immortalised. But time it drags so slowly, I'm slowly losing my mind! Computers Oh they talk to me, I can hear them now They're laughing at me.