People Are Strange Machines - Buzzcocks

Well, you walked in a room with a mouthful of headspace

A mechanical zoom, and a smile wide across your face

Knocking on windows, opening doors

My fingers seen these signs many times before

People are strange machines (Strange, strange)

People are strange machines (Strange, strange)

People are strange machines

People are strange machines

People are strange machines

There’s a sonic boom, with no way, or chance of escape

As I look deep inside, now I realize, you made a mistake

Looking for life, counting the cost

Nothing been gained and nothing lost

People are strange machines (Strange, strange)

People are strange machines (Strange, strange)

People are strange machines

People are strange machines

People are strange machines

Knocking on windows, opening doors

My fingers seen these signs many times before

People are strange machines (Strange, strange)

People are strange machines (Strange, strange)

People are strange machines

People are strange machines

People are strange machines

People are strange machines

People are strange machines (Strange, strange)

People are strange machines (Strange, strange)

People are strange machines

People are strange machines

People are strange machines

Strange machines

Strange machines

Strange machines

Strange machines

Strange machines

Strange machines

Strange machines

Strange machines

Strange machines

Strange machines

Strange machines

Strange machines