Let's go.
We're now in year two thousand
Four hundred (and) ninety two
A lot of things have changed,
Sexuality too.
Vigorexic musculated man
Anorexic operated girls
Are the population of this world...
But they cannot have s**!
No no no they cannot have s**...
(There's) no more contact,
No more touch
No more passion, no more vice,
Now there's a sexual device, go!
Orgasmatron
Orgasmatron.
They cannot have s**,
But they can have a faked orgasm.
S** is electric,
S** in the future.
All is artificial, material, technical
In twenty four ninety two.
It's been a long time since the penis disappeared
And the vaginas too.
Vigorexic musculated man
Anorexic operated girls
There's nothing between their legs, no...
And they cannot have s**!
Oh, they don't need the s**...
'Cause human race
Evolved that way:
Now all is distance, all is cold,
That's why they have the orgasmatron, go!
Orgasmatron
Orgasmatron.
They cannot have s**,
But they can have a faked orgasm.
S** is synthetic,
S** in the future.
And now put your hands
On the orgasmatron
Let your feelings fly
And just have pleasure, come on!
Or-gas-ma-tron (susurrado)
Gemidos (progresivos)
Orgasmatron
Orgasmatron.
They cannot have s**,
But they can have a faked orgasm.
S** is electric,
S** in the future.