Mother Machine Lyrics

Incomplete
As in burning concrete
Walk this empy street
Granite sky
My machine
Built the factories
Feed the worker bees
Get in line

Chorus
Round and round and round
The weels come down
Dreaming of the steam, the p***ing sound
Round and round and round
The weels come down
Won't you electrify my soul
Intensify it all
Little girl
In a concrete world
Artificial hurt
In your eyes

You won't see
Any living trees
Any flower field
Hypnotized
[Chorus]

I like the plastic people, paper world
The silver moon, the iron sun
I'll fold you paper flowers little girl
For you'll never see a real one...

[Chorus]