Besedila: Powerman 5000. The Son Of X-51.

[Is he a push button man, or a machine in search of a soul
this is an odyssey to freedom, a journey for a name
for one who is only a number,
the son of x-51]

Yeah... Right...
Sitting with your eyes shut tightly
Waiting for the time you must leave
Surrounded by people that you'll never know
Still you must go and transit the sound
Of what you have found and leave
Everything that you knew behind

Let's go
I know
The son of x-five-one
And so
You'll know Your time has only begun

Can it be what you want it to be
Can it be everything
Can it be what you need it to be
Begging you to believe

Can it be what you want it to be
Can it be everything
Can it be what you need it to be
Begging you to believe

Let's go
I know
The son of x-five-one
And so
You'll know Your time has only begun

Watching with your arms wide open
Thinking everyone should just stop
Surrounded by people that you'll never need
A plan to deceive is what we need
And keep everything that you knew inside

Let's go
I know
The son of x-five-one
And so
You'll know Your time has only begun

One, one
The son of x-fifty
One, one, one
The son of x-fifty
Can it be what you want it to be
Can it be everything
Can it be what you need it to be
Begging you to believe