Tytuł: Machines

• Wykonawca: Sailor
• Wyświetleń: 316

I was born from a 'Triple X' computerised machine
   Although my daddy, he was just another 'lazermatic' beam
   They used to tell me funny stories
   About creatures they call people - long ago
   They even told me they had made us - don't you know
  
   Machines, machines, machines, machines, machines
   Who needs flesh - and who needs blood?
   We need people like a stick in the mud
   We've got brains - and we've got speed
   We're in the making of the ultimate breed
   No more slaving and scraping to people it's over (over)
   Machines, machines, machines, machines
  
   Last night I was fixing up this beautiful machine
   But as she started up she turned around looking like a dream
   I used to think that all this falling in love
   Was just for people - but oh no
   She made me fuse a printed a circuit - don't you know
  
   Machines, machines, machines, machines, machines
   Who needs flesh - and who needs blood?
   We need people like a stick in the mud
   We've got brains - and we've got speed
   We're in the making of the ultimate breed
   No more slaving and scraping to people it's over (over)
   Machines, machines, machines, machines
  
   I really dig the groovy shape of your transistors
   I only wish you hadn't so many resistors
   One two three four
   You've got all that I adore
   You make me feel so proud to be a machine
  
   Machines, machines, machines, machines, machines
   Who needs flesh - and who needs blood?
   We need people like a stick in the mud
   We've got brains - and we've got speed
   We're in the making of the ultimate breed
   No more slaving and scraping to people it's over (over)
   Machines, machines, machines, machines, machines
   Who needs flesh - and who needs blood?
   We need people like a stick in the mud
   We've got brains - and we've got speed
   We're in the making of the ultimate breed
   Machines, machines, machines, machines, machines