ðɛɹ ɪz ɐ lˈaɪthˈɑːɹɾᵻd plˈeɪfəlnəs tə ðiːz tɹˈæks, ˈoʊnli ðə lˈɪɹɪks ʌv "ðɪ ˈeɪdʒ ʌvðə mˈaɪkɹoʊ mˈæn" hˈɪntᵻd æt ðə blˈiːk kˈoʊld fjˌuːtʃɚɹˈɪstɪk fˈæktɚɹi wˈɜːkɚz kˈɑːnsɛpt ðæt kˈælvɜːt ænd bˈɑːɹni bˈʌbəlz pˌʊt təɡˌɛðɚ fɚðə stˈeɪdʒ ʃˈoʊ ʌvðɪ ˈælbəm.
There is a light-hearted playfulness to these tracks, only the lyrics of "The Age of the Micro Man" hinted at the bleak cold futuristic factory workers concept that Calvert and Barney Bubbles put together for the stage show of the album.