| ~The Mechanical Song~ � by The Magus See how the machines dance, around the darkened stage. These puppets of steel, and they think they're real... Robotic marionettes, they are dangling from their strings. They don't know they're not human, no, it's illusion... These fools are all repulsive, who do they think they are to tell me what to do? And anything that doesn't fit, must be compressed to fit, they'll try to do away with you. How they try to control our lives! Questing to conform and mechanize! No, we can't let them...dehumanize. And you know they don't have long! How they push us, it's so wrong! No, I refuse to sing...the mechanical song. You must always be on time, for an appointment with no one. And you must always work, always give, though life is to live! Do as they say, not as they do, it's all true because they said it. You've got to always follow orders, to be cold, and do as you're told. No time for jokes and joy, let's all be bereft of what youth can be...something free. Life is dead and gray they say, telling us to leave it that way, better yet just leave me! We are the sole proprietors of our lives! Emotions they can't synthesize! But they will never...realize. And you know they don't have long! We all must learn to be strong! Don't anyone sing...the mechanical song. No, I've had it with their lies! They are soulless and mechanized! They must be cut...down to size. And you know it won't be long! We have all been so strong! No one wants to sing...the mechanical song. |