Auto Tech Pilot

Fall · Other Songs - Fall

Last night I heard 3 real loud ricochets

From the place tech center at the top of my street

And then the morning after, brass band in unison

Jumping, shouting, all 3000

Meanwhile I've been broke in twice

And had a maniac at door, swearing, 12:05 AM

And I really think this computer thing is getting out of hand

And I think this tech pilot isn't going to land

Three quarters of mail guest end for being

Time to put an end, to extend

All the bump men

Time we cake this

Compute garbage in, garbage out

And time to put a cap on this

With a brain, nice habit

And I'm thinkin of...

(Track is deserted

All securities run forth of the perverted)

Isn't gonna land

On its purgatory band

Auto tech pilot

Isn't gonna land

Jet isn't gonna land

Troll the instant pilot

Auto tech pilot

Isn't gonna land

Auto Tech Pilot

Fall's 'Auto Tech Pilot' stands as a quintessential example of their post-punk and new wave output, characterized by the band's signature blend of driving rhythms and atmospheric textures. Released during a period where the group explored darker, more industrial themes, the track exemplifies their ability to merge electronic elements with raw, distorted guitar work. The song reflects the band's broader discography of the era, which often delved into dystopian imagery and technological anxiety. As a standalone recording, it captures the frenetic energy and melodic complexity that defined Fall's contribution to the genre, influencing subsequent acts in the industrial and alternative rock scenes.