They Might Be Giants — Unctuous Robot

Stop repeating things I’m saying Stop repeating things I’m saying You’re an unctuous robot You’re an unctuous robot You are, you are "I know you are But what am I?" Is what I say when I’m admiring my reflection While dressing in the clothes I found in your room Secretly you like me Secretly you like me, secretly You actually like the things About me you pretend that you don’t But here’s the thing Nobody knows: Inside me there’s a smaller man at the controls All my works are forgeries Impressive, yes, but worthless forgeries Impressive, yes, until you learn they’re forgeries Stop repeating things I’m saying Stop repeating things I’m saying You’re an unctuous robot You’re an unctuous robot You are, you are