Machine

I am your war machine
Yes I am your ghetto scene
Well I am your love of money
'Cause I bought me a little honey
Blind to love but hip to lust
He’s hip to gold but blind to rust
He left the soldiers lying dead, man
C’mon baby, I’m working for the machine, yeah
Working for the machine
I’m working for the machine, baby
Working for the machine
I am a robotic clone
Don’t ever leave me all alone
Yes I am the dangerous boy
'Cause I bought me a little toy
He’s blind to love but hip to lust
He’s hip to gold but blind to rust
He left the soldiers lying dead man
C’mon baby, I’m working for the machine, yeah
Working for the machine
I’m working for the machine, baby
Working for the machine
Yeah, wow
His children are a death reflection
They’re headed in the same direction
Transistor brains and plastic souls
I tell you baby, they working for the machine, yeah
Working for the machine
They working for the machine, baby
Working for the machine
You working for the machine, yeah
Working for the machine
I’m working for the machine, yeah yeah
Working for the machine