These Machines ft. Yankeessuck Lyrics

What will we be?

What will we be?

What will we be without these machines?

These machines

These machines

Pick up the pieces

What's left behind

Whoopsies daisies cinnamon and gravy

Nic nac patty wack give a dog a bone, a bone

This old man came stumbling home, home, home

Pick up the bone, turn into a hammer

A hammer, a hammer, a hammer you got yourself a tool

Don't be a fool

Think, think, think, think

Thinking machine, thinking machine, thinking machine

Machine, machine

Super computer who's your ruler? who's in charge?

How much do they charge to keep you docile and in line?

In line, in line, in line

Where will be when tomorrow is yesterday?

As it all fades away

Where will be today? it's, always today

Somewhere tomorrow

These machines

These machines

These machines

The final word

The final phrase

Will it all just fade away?

Will it burn out?

With there be a sigh?

Will there be a shout?

Do we even know?

Just glide, let it slide

Slip slip slip slip sliding away

Slip slip slip slip sliding away

To another

Thinking machine super computer

What's for dinner? whos your ruler? who's in charge?

How much do they charge to keep you in line?

In line, in line, march