Stored on the shelves of my memory
My thoughts are in perfect array
My life runs smooth like a highway
Billboards show me the way
My way of life has the glamour
Of an artificial neon ad
I need overwhelming information
For a complete shopping list
Acrylic colours oscillate my eyes
When I wal down a drugstore aisle
My time my time I love my time
My time has something more
My time's the best there's ever been
My time I love my time
Thank you my time
Stored on the shelves of my memory
My thoughts are in perfect array
I learn do it yourself cybernetics
While I'm jogging on a rolling tray
I love my weekends in the pure air
On the heights of the Eiffel tower
My time my time I love my time
My time has something more
My time's the best there's ever been
My time I love my time
Thank you my time
My life runs smooth like a highway
Billboards show me the way
My love stories have the flavour
Of a swiss made digital watch
When I have to know what to love
I recall my stored data
My time my time I love my time
My time has something more
My time's the best there's ever been
My time I love my time
Thank you my time
My thoughts are still like a photo
In the hall of a Hilton Hotel
My reflex actions are mechanized
Like japanese camera tourists
Happily milling in Bloomingdales
Shooting at beautiful symbols
My time my time I love my time
My time has something more
My time's the best there's ever been
My time I love my time
Thank you my time
Writer(s): Roberto Cacciapaglia, Villahermosa Manca Di
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