The Church

The Church - The Great Machine lyrics

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A thousand beggars cram the street

You hit so deep into the sheets

Pontoons buckle jungle beats

The day they turned off the great machine



The overworld so slow with ice

Contrary to the committees advice

Oh baby did you look so nice

The day they turned off the great machine



The gardens choke with bursting blooms

Weddings frozen melted grooms

Chasing you through endless rooms

The day they turned off the great machine



The shadows run for phantom trains

Slowly blowing out their brains

Society dames down the drains

The day they turned off the great machine



The day they turned off the great machine



Well I'm waiting for you in the square

Everyone was meeting there

Everyone, yeah, there, unaware



The day they turned off the great machine
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