The Man Of The Future Lyrics

I belong to the master race

Of genetically superior beings

Who engineer themselves

For technical perfection

I choose to engineer myself

I'm a work in progress

Please pardon my appearance

It's only information

We conform

To the needs of technology

All phenomena

Will be explained

We don't need bodies

Only information

The man of the future

Is an engineered product

Work

Hygiene

Nutrition

Exercise

Those who cannot adapt

Must be destroyed

It's regrettable

It's a technical necessity