You can write it You can read it But you still got to believe it Because you're, Way out of tune
You can kick it
You can beat it But you've still got to feed it
Because you're, Way out of tune;
Sittin on a fence I cannot see people think its all a brand new scene
They say I got no soul
Sittin on a fence I can not see people talkin about the brand new scene
Id say we got some soul.................
Are you the one that's keeping me inundated so tired of being sedated
Are you the one that thinks its complicated-Your so lost you think its overrated
Have you ever been on the road-And no one cares cause its getting old
Were not Machines!
We didn't play here and we didn't play there-We don't care if you sit back and stare
Were not Machines!
Are you the one that's keeping me inendated-Were so tired of being sedated
Are you the one that thinks its complicated-Your so lost you think its overrated
You flick the switch red lights on we come to play here all night long!
Said were not machines!
Do you feel the tone, Do you feel the pain-Make an old man young-Make a stickman sane
Were not Machines!
It's a lot of work and it's a lot of fun-.Its not too late we've just begun
Were not Machines!
Do you feel the tone-Do you feel the pain-Make an old man young make a sick man sane
Were not Machines!