We have a random on the west side
  Personality malfunction
  He says I can't give you anything at all
  Just a room with a bad view of you
  
  He sent a letter to a downstat
  Saying sorry that I missed you
  But I can't think of anything to do
  He's addicted to the time track
  
  Oo-oo-oo, we have a technical (x2)
  
  He's in the hotel where they all go
  Saying me, I've lost my memory
  It's so surprising just how quickly things can end
  Like a hero on a platform of friends
  
  This table is so crowded
  With people that I don't know
  And I never really turn my thoughts on you
  So the image breaks down again
  
  Oo-oo-oo, we have a technical (x2)
  
  I suppose it's very shady
  At least until the lights go out
  Advertising posters on the wall
  And the young ones singing softly
  
  Do they ever come back (do they ever come back)
  Or is it always at the wrong time (is it always at the wrong time)
  I could crawl around the floor just like I'm real
  And move a hand in front of my eyes
  
  Oo-oo-oo, we have a technical (x6)