Uploaded February 2016 | Updated September 2026, 2 hours ago

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Welcome to the residence
Of alien intelligence,
Step inside, look around,
Wall to wall, sound on sound,
A special room to call my own,
The perfect life, the ideal home.
But something in the atmosphere
Makes me want to disappear,

Disposable,
You make me feel disposable,
Disposable
So-so surreal,
Disposable

Yesterday is on the run,
Much more fun for everyone,
Extra time for extra leisure,
Leisure wear for rest and pleasure,
Everything is close to hand,
The living room has open plans,
Colour schemes to match your mood,
Nothing fancy, nothing crude,
Dazzled by the look of things,
Your tape recorder heart still sings,
But life still spools on from reel to reel,
In shades of grey, in stainless steel,
Behind closed doors each small appliance
Forms an unholy alliance
Could we be the perfect pair?
I don't know and I don't care.

Disposable,
You make me feel disposable,
Disposable
So-so surreal,
Disposable.

The purchase of discreet devices
Is one of our more subtle vices
Flick a switch for filtered air,
Be careful on the moving stair,
We hope you like the luxury,
Money doesn't grow on trees,
Don't forget to call again,
Love to see you,
Just say when.

Disposable,
You make me feel disposable,
Disposable
So-so surreal,
Disposable.

Antoine Doinel®