The Missionary Position - Diamonds in a Dead Sky (2009)

Here Comes the Machine

It’s too late already

They won’t be happy till they own everything

And these days there’s no telling

Who’s the puppet and who’s pulling the strings

This is a wide open wasteland

Where it’s become a routine

For the vultures to circle a carcass

When it’s crawling with low self esteem

Here comes the machine

It’s here to make you feel like an individual

It’s here to sell you a dream

We’ve created a monster

And maybe now it’s got a mind of its own

Who knows what it’s after

We’re upside down in a high interest loan

This is a boredom killing business

So you won’t feel a thing

They’ll be giving us away for nothing

When we run out of gasoline

Here comes the machine

It’s here to make you feel like an individual

It’s here to sell you a dream

Here comes the machine

If the disease turns a profit

Why invent the vaccine