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• By Divine Right
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I got to keep my shit together
‘Specially in this nasty weather
Old man winter’s comin’ on
And I think I’ve got to sing this song
But it’s gettin’ hard to work the magic
Sittin’ here or stuck in traffic
Paranoia will employ ya
Classic rock radio destroyer

Baby I’ma soft machine
I’ma soft machine I’ma soft machine
I’m not tough or hard or cruel or mean
I’m the gentle monster on the scene
I’ma soft I’ma soft I’m such a soft machine

I don’t eat veal and I don’t do bacon
Feelin’ the feel I ain’t stealin’ or takin’
I got a non-dairy creamer in my jeans
I’m happy to see her if you know what I mean
Let’s get it on, let’s get it on, let’s get it on
Let’s get it on, let’s get it on
So I hope you take this plaque I’m sendin’
‘Specially if the world is endin’
The future’s uncertain and the end is always near
I say just come in and I have no beer

Yeah momma I’ma soft machine
Dude I’ma soft machine I’ma soft machine
I’ma fuzzy on top and squishy between
So just give me the plow that you’re a soft machine
I’m such a soft machine
Let’s get it on, let’s get it on, let’s get it on
Let’s get it on, let’s get it on, let’s get it on
(Let’s get it on, i’ma soft machine)


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