Machine - Circus Of Power

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