Automation

It was automation, I know That was what was making the factory go It was IBM, it was Univac It was all those gears going clickety-clack, dear I thought automation was keen, Till you were replaced by a ten ton machine It was that computer that tore us apart, dear Automation broke my heart There's an RCA 503 Standing next to me where you used to be Doesn't have your smile, doesn't have your shape Just a bunch of punch cards and light bulbs and tape, dear You're a girl who's soft, warm and sweet But you're only human, and that's obsolete Though I'm very fond of that 503, dear, Automation's not for me It was automation, I'm told That's why I got fired, and I'm out in the cold How could I have known, when the 503 Started into blink, it was winking at me, dear I thought it was just some mishap, When it sidled over and sat on my lap But when it said "I love you" and gave me a hug, dear, That's when I pulled out its plug! --- Automation - Allan Sherman