Keep your hands off my friend
Machine of metal so grand
Gears and circuits blend
In a high-tech wonderland
City lights flicker bright
Pulsing through the concrete night
Whirring sounds take flight
Mechanical marvels in sight
Do not touch my friend
Electric pulses never end
Guarded till the day we blend
Man and machine transcend
Through the wires we navigate
Digital hearts syncopate
In the future we contemplate
Human souls might integrate
Do not touch my friend
Electric pulses never end
Guarded till the day we blend
Man and machine transcend
Circuit boards and lifelines crossed
In the digital sea we are lost
Boundaries fade they're carefully glossed
A mechanical friend at any cost