Puppets. Dolls. Dummys.NARRATOR: Her chromium nerves and her platinum brain were chastely encased in Cellophane.
And to top off this daughter of science and art...she was equipped with a pre-fabricated heart !
-----she prepares for life ----
WOMAN: Shall I be auburn or dark or fair ? Shall I unbind my nylon hair ?
Will Love make skies look clearer ?
Or should I serenade my mirror ?
A hero would always admire me, he´d pamper & pet & inspire me...
Why else were my charms made so drastic ?
Why else were my arms made so plastic ?
What else was my heart electroplated for ?
Oh, send me the mate it was prefabricated for...
NARRATOR:Then just like the movies, a mail-order male
was sent by the gods, direct from Yale.
He was handsome with biceps of stainless steel
plus which he was rich and her love for her was REAL.
By fate he was guided to knock on her door
´twas love at first sight for evermore
they were made for eachother, exclusively planned
so he bend his knee and he asked her for a ... hand.
MAN: I´ll offer you sterilized flowers
Expensive and scentless and rare.
There´ll be pedigree birds,singing songs without words
as they fly through the air-conditioned air.
Your fanciful dreams, I´ll interpret for you
your hidden desires I will bring into view.
All the wheels in your brain I will polish and shine
To prove they can move in harmony with mine.
All nature and art will not win her
so I ply her with diamonds and pearls
for bracelet and rings
are practical things
that appeal to the mind of a healthy girl.
- Julie, at last you´re mine!
- I guess...
- I´ve always dreamed of this moment divine !!
- It will be nice, unless...
- Oh, darling, let our marital bliss seal with a technicolor kiss !!!
- I suppose so...
- You express every ideal, I´ve ever had. You´re as evocative as a full page ad. Tell me that you care !
- You´re messing my hair...watch my new clothes...
- Angel !
- Don´t make such a fuss...
- Treasure !!
- You´re so impetuous...
- Dearest! Sweetest! Queen!
- This is ridiculous. Sisters, come to my aid ...
NARRATOR: Her amazon sisters were passing that way
they rushed to her aid and they save the day.
SISTERS: The Swine ! He has frightened her out of her wits.
The brute! We should shoot him and tear him into bits.
WOMAN: Wheels started turning inside my head
so from his ardent arms I fled
Girls of wax can´t use devotion
I might melt if I felt an ... emotion
NARRATOR: She left him bereft and helpless
and he fell to the ground quite ... lifeless.
But she rides on, into the dawn
on and on as her wheels revolve
A riddle whose answer none can solve.
Her loneliness she must insist on.
She´s isolde without a tristan.
Her groom, who for doom was slated
dissolved into tears and ... disintegrated...
...and so she rides on through the evening, as pure as she was from the start,
for there´s no man alive who could ever survive ...the girl with the prefabricated heart.