It's a Machine's world
Don't tell me I ain't got
no soul
When the machines take
over
It ain't no place for you
and me.
They tell me I don't care
But deep inside I'm just a
man
They freeze me they burn
me
They squeeze me they
stress me
With smoke-blackened
pistons of steel they compress me
But no-one, but no-one,
but no-one can wrest me away
Back to Humans.
We have no disease, no
troubles of mind
No thank you please, no
regard for the time
We never cry, we never
retreat
We have no conception of
love or defeat.
What's that Machine noise
It's bytes and megachips
for tea
It's that Machine, boys
With Random Access Memory
Never worry, never mind
Not for money, not for
gold.
It's software it's
hardware
It's heartbeat is
time-share
It's midwife's a disk
drive
It's sex-life is quantised
It's self-perpetuating a
parahumanoidarianised.
Back to Humans
Back to Humans.
Back to Machines.
Living in a new world
Thinking in the past
Living in a new world
How you gonna last
Machine world...
It's a Machine's world...
Change.
Back to Humans.
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