"Machine" as written by and Gary Alexander/mahler Mitchell....
I am your war machine
Yes, I am your ghetto scene
But I am your love of money
'Cause I found me a little honey

Blind to love but hip to lust
He's hip to gold but blind to rust
He left the soldiers lying dead man
For my baby

I'm working for the machine, yeah
Working for machine
I'm working for the machine, baby
Working for machine

I am a robotic clone
Don't ever leave me all alone
Yes, I am the dangerous boy
'Cause I bought me a little toy

He's blind to love but hip to lust
He's hip to gold but blind to rust
He left the soldiers lying dead man

C'mon baby, I'm working for the machine
Working for machine
I'm working for the machine, baby
Working for machine

His children are a death reflection
They're headed in the same direction
Transistor brains and plastic souls

I tell you baby, they working for the machine
Working for the machine
They working for the machine
Working for the machine

You working for the machine, baby
Working for the machine
I'm working for the machine


Lyrics submitted by hivoltg30

"Machine" as written by Gary Alexander Mitchell Gary Sunshine

Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC

Lyrics powered by LyricFind

Machine song meanings
Add your thoughts

No Comments

sort form View by:
  • No Comments

Add your thoughts

Log in now to tell us what you think this song means.

Don’t have an account? Create an account with SongMeanings to post comments, submit lyrics, and more. It’s super easy, we promise!

Back to top
explain