Are 'Friends' Electric? - Gary Numan, Tubeway Army

It’s cold outside

And the paint’s peeling

Off of my walls

There’s a man outside

In a long coat, grey hat

Smoking a cigarette

And now

The light fades out

And I wonder

What I’m doing

In a room like this

And there’s

A knock on the door

And just for a second

I thought

I remembered you

So now I’m alone

And now

I can think for myself

About little deals

And S. U's

And things

I just don’t understand

A white lie that night

Or a sly touch at times

I don’t think it Meant anything to you

So I open the door

It’s the 'friend'

That I’d left

In the hallway

'Please sit down'

A candlelit shadow

On a wall near the bed

You know I hate to ask

But are 'friends' electric?

Only mine’s broke down

And now I’ve no-one to love

So I found out

Your reasons

For the phone calls

And smiles

And it hurts

And I’m lonely

And I should never

Have tried

And I missed you tonight

It must be time to leave

You see it meant

Everything to me Now the light fades out

And I wonder

What I’m doing

In a room like this

It’s cold outside

And the paint’s peeling

Off of my walls

You know I hate to ask

But are 'friends' electric?

Only mine’s broke down

And now

I’ve no-one to love