Machinery Lyrics - Singles - Deathrow

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