Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Man's Machine, artist - Jamie T. Album song The Man's Machine EP, in the genre Иностранная авторская песня
Date of issue: 31.12.2008
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Virgin
Song language: English
The Man's Machine |
It’s about punks, skins, straights |
I was walking along the street, minding my own affair |
Suddenly, two policemen grabbed me and I wasn’t aware |
They said, «Is your name Mensi?» |
I said, «Why, sure» |
He says, «You're the punk that I’ve been waiting for |
You’re nicked» |
Better the devil you know |
Confess, I guess I was the lesser of the two evils |
Convalesce about the stress the test caused |
Had me up and on the board |
Now I’m chairman of the board, I’m coming back for sequels |
Do you ever really think you’ve won? |
Nah, you’re feeble, nothing on this far-gone son |
Or his people know nothing of the shit I’ve done |
Sailed the seven seas to catch a breeze |
And took it back home in a trunk |
Met a matador who said his wild woman is more |
Terrifying than any red bull that he saw |
Set a sail, set a rail, met them kings and queens |
There’s so many trust just the amphetamines |
Well, her dream would’ve been that the boy’s got clean |
That her father never got his heart |
Caught up in the man’s machine |
But it seems, even if I go away |
There’s always a part of me willing to stay |
Stone, glass, concrete and gravel |
All we’ve got to keep us together |
Stone, glass, concrete and gravel |
Underground travel in overcast weather |
Stone, glass, concrete and gravel |
All we’ve got to keep us together |
Stone, glass, concrete and gravel |
Maybe one day things will get better |
(Check, check, check, check |
One, two, three, kick) |
I met gods and monsters, women from Wisconsin |
Swimming in linen with another that’s not their partner |
Chicago beats, a bass drum; |
on my journey, I met Ernie |
Showed me spots where Al Capone got drunk |
I’m a lover, I’m a brother and a son |
I’m a traitor and I’m on the run, watch 'em come |
As she said while she driving in her car |
«Katie's drunker than the bar» |
She’s been smacking hard shoulders since before she’s legal |
I’m a dragnet running through the city of sin |
And he’s a hard-done bastard taking it in |
Well, I see what I say, save it on the way |
You can’t sit and bawl but they’re bawling away |
Well, she’s cried all the tears for all of their fears |
Well, she run away, she set the place |
Now we’ll never see is the fears |
Take it as she’s seen it, get away |
Well, there’s always a part of her, she’s willing to stay |
Stone, glass, concrete and gravel |
All we’ve got to keep us together |
Stone, glass, concrete and gravel |
Underground travel in overcast weather |
Stone, glass, concrete and gravel |
All we’ve got to keep us together |
Stone, glass, concrete and gravel |
Maybe one day things will get better |
Run, run, boy-o, chase it to the border, border |
Shoulda oughta sorta told her I was cannon fodder |
Would’ve if I could’ve screamed to her, shout and holler |
Then I could’ve saved the girl from the man’s machine |
Run boy-o, chase it to the border, border |
Shoulda oughta sorta told her I was cannon fodder |
Would’ve if I could’ve screamed to her, shout and holler |
Then I could’ve saved the girl from the man’s machine |
Stone, glass, concrete and gravel |
All we’ve got to keep us together |
Stone, glass, concrete and gravel |
Underground travel in overcast weather |
Stone, glass, concrete and gravel |
All we’ve got to keep us together |
Stone, glass, concrete and gravel |
Maybe one day things will get better |