I love my employment, and I love my fence my little car, and I love the repayments I pray this every night, give as sacrifice Brand me as a liar, don't believe a I say Where there's a need there'll be greed, proles are gunna Blood, death, don't the ivory used and abused, puppies on a lead We are
The machine, we high Keeps you fed, you dry The machine, lie You're misled, eat die
Piglet in a suit, worker abuse backed research, sponsored facts on news reports Don't do delegate, or confederate Money for misery, market slavery full of bills, buying pills, got to stay alert Grey as far as the eye can see Mind of greed, he will cheat all sense of self worth He homo-machinery
The machine, we high Keeps you fed, you dry The machine, lie You're misled, eat die
White collar whores, lubricate with sweat and oil Big green Trojan horse, lures them in and keeps them Money is evil's root, so is personhood Evil's has a name, calls itself the World Bank Cogs grind the land in, demand 'coz our are high up all of the greenery Crush up another white there's a hundred more inline They're homo-machinery
The machine, we build you fed, keeps you dry The machine, lie You're misled, eat die
Red hands burn the again Choice of the new centurion Ease the discomfort of a grind Choice of the new American