the machine

Wake up early in the morning, tie my shoelaces and hit the road

Living my life or living for the weekend

I put two shots in my coffee and the voices started talking

And when I shut up, they really got to thinking

And I know now, I finally figured it out

There's a big black screen, and a big 'ol stealing money machine

And I sold my soul to the devil just to give me peace of mind

He said it was easy and painless and it'll only cost a dime

So I did it, thoughtless me

And he put me to work in the money machine (money machine)