Walking down an average street
I see the people look to their feet
Some are smiling, some engrossed
Some are tapping, some will speak
But to who I do not know
No-one there, perhaps their ghosts
The strange thing is that no-one's looking
To where they want to go

Connected always, I don't want no part of all this
Disconnect me from the mainframe
I want out of it

Lose a Limb, Lose a Limb
Don't lose your personality
Lose a Limb, Lose a Limb
The quintessential banality
Where's the moderation
The promised limitation
You've lost the art, make a start
Where's the conversation
Lose a Limb, Lose a limb
Don't go a losing, Don't go a losing
Where's the conversation

So I walk into a bar
There's a vacancy in the air
Like a zombie apocalypse
Given toys to learn new tricks
In a transcendental state
People glued, must know their fate
World War 3 or something similar
Something's making waves

Connected always, I don't want no part of all this
Disconnect me from the mainframe
I want out of it

Lose a Limb, Lose a Limb
Don't lose your personality
Lose a Limb, Lose a Limb
The quintessential banality
Where's the moderation
The promised limitation
You've lost the art, make a start
Where's the conversation
Lose a Limb, Lose a limb
Don't go a losing, Don't go a losing
Where's the conversation

Looks like I'm missing out on something incredible
Everyone's hooked, it must be so desirable
A modern miracle it's become, this new appendage
The problem is it seems to me
It makes you brain dead

Lose a Limb, Lose a Limb
Don't lose your personality
Lose a Limb, Lose a Limb
The quintessential banality
Where's the moderation
The promised limitation
You've lost the art, make a start
Where's the conversation
Lose a Limb, Lose a limb
Don't go a losing, Don't go a losing
Where's the conversation