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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