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Inside The Machine

Text písně Inside The Machine

I’ve got myself a widget, a gizmo with wires 
and martian intent, yeah 
Strange face of beauty, that’s my machine 
It blinks and stares right at me, sees nothing 
but in its wires 
A strange thing of beauty, that’s my machine 


You won’t believe what it can do 
It tells me things I never wished I knew 
Like the mirror when you ask, it tells you true 


Inside the machine, the web has got you now 
Inside the machine, yeah, yeah, yeah 


I’d strap my dna to it, a living device 
the light of my life, yeah 
Strange face of beauty, that’s my machine 
I sit, we crackle with static 
It makes no sense to have experience when 
A strange thing of beauty, that’s my machine 


You won’t believe what it can do 
It tells me things I never wished I knew 
Like the mirror when you ask, it tells you true 


Inside the machine – we’re looking for control 
Inside the machine – you’re part of it somehow 
Inside the machine – yeah, yeah, yeah 


Inside the machine – the web has got you now 
Inside the machine – you’re part of it somehow 
Inside the machine – we’re looking for control 
Inside the machine – yeah yeah yeah

					

Diskografie Bruce Dickinson – Bruce Dickinson