Once there was a time you needed transcripts
In triplicates and duplicates to log
By letter-bone and tar and as the time slipped
Stenographers and upstrikers and slugs
Yes it was a sorry time for chalking
Every foot and header to be drawn
But now we have machines to write the talking
The days of breaking hands with words are gone
See how we dictate of you, translate for you
Cutting conversation, every tongue in harmonation
And trasmit to you, make writ of you
Spinning mandrels, innovating ways to make you talk
Lift the tube and mouth piece from the getty
Aim the dictator against your pout
Depress the metal treadles with your derbies
Oh, how the waxy barrel spins about
Beat your jaws and start the duplication
A needle traces every errant tone
Listen back to your domestication
A hearing and a sentence through the phones
See how we dictate of you, translate for you
Cutting conversation, every tongue in harmonation
And trasmit to you, make writ of you
Spinning mandrels, innovating ways to make you talk
Dictate of you, translate for you
Cutting conversation, every tongue in harmonation
And trasmit to you, make writ of you
Spinning mandrels, innovating ways to make you...
Finally the shaving engine cycles
Wittling the wax down to the skin
So the cylinder can be recycled
To try your testamony once again
Bolt your words and measure your intention
Rid yourself of every hiss and hoarse
Fidelity's the bristle of invention
Capturing our voices for the court
See how we dictate of you, translate for you
Cutting conversation, every tongue in harmonation
And trasmit to you, make writ of you
Spinning mandrels |repeats overlapping| innovating ways to make you talk!

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