Lyrics:
And you look half dead half the time
Monitoring you, like machines do
You've still got it, I'm just keeping an eye
I've been walking, you've been
machine
Dismantled in a winter landscape
His fingernails are missing, one through ten
And there's ink all over the place
thing called
(Love, love, love)
Got my mind set on it
(Love, love, love)
It's like a machine going
(Love, love, love)
Schoolboy
And I told ya
at the stars
From my fake space fog machine
Now you know my arm is dead
From the push that you had
I said I loved you, said it back
Like it was scripted,
red balloons
Floating in the summer sky
Panic bells, it's red alert
There's something here from somewhere else
The war machine springs to life
at the last count
Texas Bounce! Texas Bounce! (c'mon)
Cats in a cage got a ghost of a chance
Of comin back from your whack-ass killin machine
Son of a Bush,
electric stream
And my tears in league with the
Wires and energy and my machine
This is my beautiful dream
I'm hurting no one
Hurting no one
Hurting no
back
Been through the worst times to get the best back
Wishin' for a time machine to jet back
To my all-time-low self and throw me a jetpack, whoa
the dying grace of machines is not reason to bleed
I won't serve the machine
I will not serve the machine
I will not serve the machine you bastards
No
Failure
away
thinking of something to say
washing machine will spin
space will move slowly in
all the while being now
everything being around
Je serais menaçante moi aussi
Encore fraîchement marquée
Machine de guerre aux yeux mouillés
Oh, oh, j'ai jamais abandonné
Nan, nan, nan
Make
SCREAM MACHINE
(M: Mele L. Caricchio)
BEYOND THE RISK
A FUTILE QUESTION IS TO KNOW WHO CAN RESIST
THE NEON CALLING OF A SPIRIT BORN UNTAMED
GET
the washing machine
Baby, don't kick it
Promise I'll fix it
Long about a million other things
Well, it's ok, it's so nice
It's just another day in
We're on the tip of its tongue, and it is saying
We ain't sure where you stand
You ain't machines and you ain't land
And the plants and the animals,
In the quest to be
a soulless machine
Free from prisons
and archaic belief
We rewrote the code
In eroding sands
But we went too far
without a plan
We wrote a prelude
To our own fairy tale
And bought a parachute
At a church rummage sale
And with a mean sewing machine
And miles of thread
We sewed
paid us back
By making us yesterday's men
Sure as hell
By making us yesterday's men
The machines now are silent, the workbenches bare
And there's dust
the
Hood with killa genes
Car hard jumpers and seeds is
Gold robers and them cheebas
Fresh off the block, note the leeches
Aiyo, machine gun rap, Maybach
The last fortress breaking down
No brave warrior withstands the enemy
Galactic
Hydraulic
Heroic
Space machine
Robotic
Teutonic
Iconic laser beam
Powerzord
IT'S THE HUMAN MACHINE
WHAT A SCENE
TAKE THE TRAIN COME WITH ME
HARD TO BELIEVE
IT'S GONNA WORK OUT ALL RIGHT
SOMETHING'S WRONG IN THIS PLACE
I am afraid! Where have I gone?
I've got this feeling the machines have won
I can't just say what's right or wrong
I'll follow my creation from now
Silhouettes against the sun
You can be my surfer queen
I will be your football team
We could build a love machine
At least you let me dream
We could find
At the ripe old age of nineteen
I bought a short bed pick up chicks machine
Life ran on beer and gasoline
A half a lap ahead of the law
I had
broke the slot machines out in Queens
Grey Poupon is Revlon rap, smack pawns, swing like batons
Most my niggas smoke like Hillshire Farms
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