Songtexte:
Neil Young Computer Age

Computer age computer age Computer age. Precious metal lines Molded into highways Running through me So microscopically Days and nights Weeks and months and seasons Rolling through me So chronologically. Computer age computer

Computer age computer age Computer age. Precious metal lines Molded into highways Running through me So microscopically Days and nights Weeks and months and seasons Rolling through me So chronologically. Computer age computer

Computer age computer age Computer age. Precious metal lines Molded into highways Running through me So microscopically Days and nights Weeks and months and seasons Rolling through me So chronologically. Computer age computer

Computer age computer age Computer age. Precious metal lines Molded into highways Running through me So microscopically Days and nights Weeks and months and seasons Rolling through me So chronologically. Computer age computer age