Are Friends Electric (An Pierlé)

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. Now the light fades out And i wonder what i'm doing in a room like this. There's a knock on the door And just for a second i thought i remembered you. You know i hate to ask But are my friends electric? So i open the door It's the friend that i'd left in the hallway. I said "please sit down" A candle lit a shadow on a wall near the bed. You know i hate to ask But are friends electric? Only much broke down Down, down, down, down And now i've no one to love. You know i hate to ask But are friends electric?