Mother Machine

[bad word]  cast in the concrete
walk the city streets
granite sky
My machine built the factories
feeds the worker bees
get in line

Round and round and round
the [bad word] down
Dreaming of the steam
the pounding sounds
Round and round and round
the [bad word] down
Won't you electrify my soul
intensify it all

Little girl in a concrete world
artificial hurt
in your eyes
You won't see any living trees
any flower fields in my time

Round and round and round
the [bad word] down
Dreaming of the steam
the pounding sounds
Round and round and round
the [bad word] down
Won't you electrify my soul
intensify it all

I like the plastic people paper world
The silver moon, the iron sun
I'll fold you paper flowers little girl
for you'll never see a real one

Round and round...