I love my employment, and I love my picket Love my car, and I love the repayments I pray this night, give myself as sacrifice Brand me as a liar, don't believe a I say Where there's a there'll be greed, proles are gunna bleed Blood, death, don't the ivory Company used and abused, puppies on a We are
The machine, we high you fed, keeps you dry The machine, lie misled, eat shit die
Piglet in a suit, tolerate worker Corporate backed research, facts on news reports do delegate, union or confederate Money for misery, global market Fist full of bills, buying pills, got to stay Grey as far as the eye can see Mind full of greed, he cheat Lost all sense of self He becomes
The machine, we build Keeps you fed, you dry The machine, lie You're misled, eat die
collar virgin whores, lubricate with sweat and oil Big green Trojan horse, lures them in and keeps fake Money is root, so is corporate personhood Evil's temple has a name, itself the World Bank Cogs grind the in, demand 'coz our wants are high up all of the greenery Crush up another white collar there's a hundred more They're just
The machine, we build you fed, keeps you dry The machine, lie misled, eat shit die
Red burn the Reichstag again of the new European centurion Ease the discomfort of a suicidal Choice of the new American