Deathrow Machinery Lyrics

Machinery Lyrics

I am walking through the streets

Of my old town

Looking back on the
days

Of my youth

There are factories in the fields

Where we
used to play

Clouds of smoke hang in the sky

And block out the
sun



God bless this house, the car and the TV

Show us our
idols in magazines

They build us prisons without any walls

Money
rules we can't resist



Sankes of commercial TV

Decoy with
their apples

False priests spit out their lies

Because God sells

If we don't pull ourselves

Out of this mud

Our children will have
to pay

For our sins



God bless this house, the car and the
TV

Show us our idols in magazines

They build us prisons without any
walls

Money rules we can't resist

We're just wheels in a great

We're just wheels in a great

MACHINERY



Encircled and
trapped by ourselves

We're enslaved to mass productions

Self-deception from a better life

Our behaviour brings corruption

We buy a pig in a poke

And we drown ourselves in the garbage



Supermarkets sell

Us their shit

We can't free ourselves

From this world of abuse



We're just wheels in a great

We're just wheels in a great

MACHINERY