Rumor has it that God dictated the lyrics of Ultrasonic to Katherine. Since we robots don't believe in God, I have to believe it's Katherine who is responsible for the weak lyrics. I demanded my manufacturers that my motor be made up of pieces of Ultrasonic CDs. Never before have the sounds of electro been so subtle and profound. Close your eyes and listen to Ultrasonic . You'll be transported: to Detroit on a Friday around 1:00pm.
