Queen - Machines (Or Back to Humans) lyrics
[Queen - Machines Or Back to Humans lyrics]
Machines, machines machines, machines
Machines machines machines, machines
It's a machine's world
Don't tell me I ain't got no soul
When the machines take over
It ain't no place for rock 'n' roll
They tell me I don't care
But deep inside I'm just a man
They freeze me, they burn me
They squeeze me, they stress me
With smoke-blackened pistons
Of steel they compress me
But no one, but no one
But no one can wrest me away back to Humans
We have no disease no troubles of mind
We are fighting for peace
No regard for the time
We never cry, we never retreat
We have no conception of love or defeat
What's that machine noise?
It's bytes and mega chips for tea
It's that Machine, boys
With random access memory
Never worry, never mind
Not for money, not for gold, yeah
It's software, it's hardware
Its heartbeat, is time-share
It's midwife's, a disk drive
It's sex-life is quantized
It's self-perpetuating
A parahumanoidarianised back to Humans
Back to Humans
Back to Machines machines, machines
Machines, machines
Living in a new world
Thinking in the past (humans)
Living in a new world
How you gonna last? (humans) machine world
Yeah yeah
Change it's a Machine's world, woo!
Yeah I'm coming! Yeah, woo!
Back to Humans hey, yeah
Ha ha ha back to Humans
Living in a new world how you gonna last?
Machine world it's a Machine's world
Machines machines machines, machines
It's a machine's world
Don't tell me I ain't got no soul
When the machines take over
It ain't no place for rock 'n' roll
They tell me I don't care
But deep inside I'm just a man
They freeze me, they burn me
They squeeze me, they stress me
With smoke-blackened pistons
Of steel they compress me
But no one, but no one
But no one can wrest me away back to Humans
We have no disease no troubles of mind
We are fighting for peace
No regard for the time
We never cry, we never retreat
We have no conception of love or defeat
What's that machine noise?
It's bytes and mega chips for tea
It's that Machine, boys
With random access memory
Never worry, never mind
Not for money, not for gold, yeah
It's software, it's hardware
Its heartbeat, is time-share
It's midwife's, a disk drive
It's sex-life is quantized
It's self-perpetuating
A parahumanoidarianised back to Humans
Back to Humans
Back to Machines machines, machines
Machines, machines
Living in a new world
Thinking in the past (humans)
Living in a new world
How you gonna last? (humans) machine world
Yeah yeah
Change it's a Machine's world, woo!
Yeah I'm coming! Yeah, woo!
Back to Humans hey, yeah
Ha ha ha back to Humans
Living in a new world how you gonna last?
Machine world it's a Machine's world