No Bird Sing - My Machine | Текст песни

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• No Bird Sing
• My Machine

Chorus:
This is my machine, I can make him do anything
Make him get a credit card and buy up the mini mall
Try all you wanna try to pry him out my cold hand
Nothing feels better than a warm piece of plastic

It’s is my machine ‘ I’ll make it do anything//

Verse:
My side of the bed
Give a goddamn what the medicine says
Better not let it get under that skin or risk getting mislabeled as a symptom real quick
Took death off the table ‘ Stood him up and asked him for a dance
If you’re looking for romance ‘ You wanna be lied to
Made up your mind? ‘ Then you’re ready to lie too

Doorbell rang twice
Never met a salesman who smiled so nice
Seemed like a sheep to me
Even though he had fangs where his teeth should be
Told such funny ol’ jokes
Not from around here but he still spoke
The King’s Eng-lish til it broke
Next thing you know I’m handing over my keys for a rope

Chorus 2:
This is my machine, I can make him do anything
Put him in a uniform and squeeze ‘til he’s empty
Please don’t tempt me to make him go spastic
Nothing smells worse than a burnt piece of plastic

It’s is my machine ‘ I’ll make it do anything//

Verse:
Better alive than dead
Give a goddamn what the patriot says
What a nice plot that you got there sir
It’s a lot better than not having a spot to call home
Once you’ve gone cold
Tomb’s getting cozy man nothing but company
Road littered with accidents
How did it happen? ‘ it’s not in the plan
Running outta the way? Or running outta demand?

Of course they’d split it if they knew where to put it
Where would they put it?
Down in your grave?
What’re you insane?

Of course they’d split it if they knew where to put it
Where would they put it?
Down in your grave?
What’re you insane? [and dead]

It’s a waste of inherited space and that’s a sin


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