| You’ve been rehabilitated and rewired
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| Re-educated, done what’s required
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| My illness and my action
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| My fabulous attraction
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| My kerosene candle
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| My gun without a handle
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| You’re a hard machine to have
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| A hard machine to hold
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| A hard machine that hurts
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| Like the best machines, you’re cold
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| You’re coming up and you beg for more
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| You’re coming up and you’re feeling sore
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| You’re coming up like a broken ghost
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| You’re coming up for your daily dose
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| You’re a hard machine to have
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| A hard machine to hold
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| A hard machine that hurts
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| You’re a hard machine that’s cold
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| You’re a hard machine to have
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| A hard machine to hold
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| A hard machine that hurts
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| And a hard machine that’s cold
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| Your united hates will call
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| To the biggest hurt of all
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| While an empty debt it paid
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| In the tortured truth today
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| On a night train with the ever lose
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| Like a dull, delightful, spreading bruise
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| All my sins must be saved
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| I’ve got a God but I can’t behave
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| You’re coming up and you beg for more
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| You’re coming up and you’re feeling sore
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| You’re coming up like a broken ghost
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| You’re coming up for your daily dose
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| You’re a hard machine to have
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| A hard machine to hold
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| A hard machine that hurts
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| You’re a hard machine that’s cold
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| I want a hard machine to have
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| A hard machine to hold
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| To do just what it’s told
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| A hard machine to love
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| To do just what it’s told
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| I want a hard machine
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| To do just what it’s told
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| I want a hard machine
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| To do just what it’s told
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| I want a hard machine
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| To do just what it’s told
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| I want a hard machine |