(May/Taylor)
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It's a Machine's world
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Don't tell me I ain't got no soul
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When the machines take over
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It ain't no place for you and me.
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They tell me I don't care
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But deep inside I'm just a man
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They freeze me they burn me
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They squeeze me they stress me
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With smoke-blackened pistons of steel they compress me
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But no-one, but no-one, but no-one can wrest me away
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Back to Humans.
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We have no disease, no troubles of mind
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No thank you please, no regard for the time
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We never cry, we never retreat
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We have no conception of love or defeat.
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What's that Machine noise
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It's bytes and megachips for tea
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It's that Machine, boys
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With Random Access Memory
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Never worry, never mind
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Not for money, not for gold.
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It's software it's hardware
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It's heartbeat is time-share
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It's midwife's a disk drive
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It's sex-life is quantised
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It's self-perpetuating a parahumanoidarianised.
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Back to Humans
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Back to Humans.
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Back to Machines.
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Living in a new world
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Thinking in the past
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Living in a new world
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How you gonna last
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Machine world...
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It's a Machine's world...
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Change.
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Back to Humans.
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Machines (Or Back To Humans)
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