Ernestine Northover - Just A Machine

Ernestine Northover - Just A Machine

It’s just a machine, br Just a machine. br Four wheels that travel from A to B. br Why worship this idol that you see, br That’s pretty silly, don’t you agree. br br It’s just a machine, br Just a machine. br Costing a fortune, must keep its shine. br Had to have it, this knockout design. br Thought it simply something so divine. br br It’s just a machine, br Just a machine. br Depreciates in so quick a time. br Won’t last long, rusty, bang goes its prime. br It certainly won’t be worth a dime. br br It’s just a machine, br Just a machine. br A car that travels from A to B. br Not an icon, no god this taxi, br Merely moulded plastic, with a key. br br It’s just a machine, br Just a machine.


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Uploaded: 2014-11-08

Duration: 01:08

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