"The Machine In Your Hand" lyrics

"The Machine In Your Hand"

I want to be the machine in your hand and go wherever you go
Your every touch would be my command and I wouldn't be so slow
We'd be together in Wonderland and I'd light you with my glow
I want to be the machine in your hand and go wherever you go

I don't know why I love you
You're not really a person
More a gadget with meat stuck to it

I see less and less of you
As you worsen and worsen
I think you're disappearing through it
No doubt you're just ahead of the curve
I only wish that I had the nerve to say

I want to be the machine in your hand and go wherever you go
Your every touch would be my command and I wouldn't be so slow
We'd be together in Wonderland and I'd light you with my glow
I want to be the machine in your hand and go wherever you go

You can hold me for hours
Wouldn't that be terrific?
We can feel our connection growing
I'll have magical powers
Only less scientific
You and I will become all knowing
Such a machine, what would it be worth?
Stick with me, kid, we'll conquer the earth

I want to be the machine in your hand and go wherever you go
Your every touch would be my command and I wouldn't be so slow
We'd be together in Wonderland and I'd light you with my glow
I want to be the machine in your hand and go wherever you go


Writer(s): Stephin Merritt
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