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