Sea Power - Machineries of Joy lyrics

With primitive ablution
Like a hobbyist of deranged proportion
Oh the wait is young and we’ve failed again
The fleshy existence you keep to yourself
Insecure

We are magnificent machineries of joy
We are magnificent machineries of joy
Machines of joy, magnificent
Machines of joy, magnificent

We are a vision of extraordinary contortion
An athletic form of warm distortion
And the trial it shows, we lose again
The fleshy existence you keep to yourself
Insecure

You are a vision, you are a vision, a vision
Tell me what he said
It doesn’t really matter
Just tell me what he said
And I don’t really care
It’s only what he said
We can make it back to
Tell me what he said, no I don’t really care
Help is on the way, help is on the way
Help is on the way, we all go