"Mad machine! How, when we cross the plain, low raging sandstorms deliver me. Hey, hey! Mad machine! I always catch my prey. Two screaming wheels are my destiny. Hey, hey! Mad machine! There's just no logic to this fire that burns in my heart for you. Hey, hey! Mad machine! Whenever I'm with you, sharing the same dream, connect the two. Hey, hey!"
"I know what I want, what I really need. I don't wanna cool down your fire. Until all my sadness is torn all to shreds, you're all that I'm dreaming of. Don't stop your love, your love. Tell me, what do you want? Tell me, how do you feel?
Cold, angry child, wounded and wild, seeking the blood of our rival. You and I ride, raging inside, challenging them for survival, Eyes all ablaze, hugry gaze, casting their blaze aburning, Heart stops in fear; nothing is clear; each time, my head is turning. Tell me, what do you want? Tell me, how do you feel?
Mad machine."
"Mad machine! What will tomorrow bring? We can't be sure about anything. Hey, hey! Mad machine! You give me what I need: someone to run with who'll let me be. Hey, hey!"
"Everything was real, now melts away. Plain such sad truth can be. Never needing pity or hopeless advice, truth was the best friend I had, feeling so bad, so bad. Tell me, what do you want? Tell me, what do you need?
Time's not a friend. Nearing the end, can we defend our freedom? Wounded beasts scream, shattering dream, charging in blind confusion. Wild, angry cries open my eyes, clearing the skies of dillusion. Each mask that falls tears down the walls, woman that clads an illusion. Tell me, what do you want? Tell me, how do you feel?"