The Machine

So, now, let's have everyone say hello to the machine Although you don’t know, you have known it for years It is unease, it may be the source of all the pain It’s living in the city, it lives on people's fears Long ago, before the people could read or write They would gather in groups, and call one of themselves king The king, he drew up some laws and rules, that’s right And soon, the laws evolved into the present-day machine And here, we have the racial prejudice And here, we have the sexual prejudice And here, we have religious prejudice All synthetic parts So now, we have to go to school for several years Just to survive inside the machine And where are the plans you supplied? It was there we built our sins Never again the sky so blue And never again the fields so green And here, we have the racial prejudice And here, we have the sexual prejudice And here, we have religious prejudice All synthetic parts So now, you might want to get away from this machine So, step outside, if there's any of it left You can only drive the length of the street So, now, let's have everyone say hello to the machine