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Bruce Dickinson

Inside The Machine

 

Inside The Machine

(album: Skunkworks - 1996)


I've got myself a widget
A gizmo with wires and Martian intent
Strange face of beauty
That's my machine

It blinks and stares right at me
Sees nothing but in its wires
A strange thing of beauty
That's my machine
You won't believe what it can do
It tells me things I never wished I knew
Like the mirror when you ask
It tells you truth

Inside the machine
The web has got you now
Inside the machine

I'd strap my DNA to it
A living device, the light of my life
Strange face of beauty
That's my machine

I sit, we crackle with static
It makes no sense to have experience
When a strange thing of beauty
That's my machine
You won't believe what it can do
It tells the things I never wished I knew
Like the mirror when you ask
It tells you truth

Inside the machine
We're looking for control
Inside the machine
You're part of it somehow
Inside the machine

Inside the machine
The web has got you now
Inside the machine
You're part of it somehow
Inside the machine
We're looking for control
Inside the machine

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