we ride the time machine On through the night, shine on forever Going insane as we ride the time machine Ride the time machine Waiting for no one, relative
and Atari out the window? Now, we have something in common-You're lactose intolerant I'm wack host intolerant Stop talkin about smackin crack hoes you're in college apologies accepted
your plea bargains, Pardon I made this machine and every rusty cog-nance in it And gave you the dreams just wait a cotton picking minute The time the time
'm the fuckin' future, I'm a workin' machine Don't trust a soul, I'm the only one watchin' my cream So I stay in heavy rotation like a washin' machine
't do that, I am a pimp-machine Sometimes I wish that pretty bitch still was mine But, I got the image of a pimp, and I stay true to it all the time?
- stone evil If you?re gonna throw the torch at us Don?t expect to not get burned It?s time to stand - and fight the right This is the lesson we have
crazed, despotic queen This dull existence merely half-life, a glazed comatose condition Too scared to try, so born to die, sat at your sewing machine Discontentedly accepting
Flaxen hair blowing in the breeze It is time for the geese to head south I have come with my mustard seed I cannot accept that she will be taken from
To accept the things I can change, change them (Just for the last time) God grant me the strength To accept the things I can (Just for the last time
(background) The shades of night (Descend) X2 Sitting in the empty black The last slivers of dusk have passed Accept the dawn to ease the fear One day
quite bow for the times No need to hide your freinds are all associates of mine Dont be a stranger come over some time I got coke if you do lines, you
[CHORUS] In my Continental Splinter off the mental When you want the best show Never accept anything less Elements of purpose True love from the first
race against time, but whose racing ? It's a race against time, but whose racing ? It's a race against time, but whose racing ? It's a race against time
I smiled with that gallantly concealed forceful nervousness That has proved that oysters cry And that I have come to know and accept as myself And plucking
seems so fruitless in the aftermath when we've finally walked to the end of the path. The time is near at hand, a fact you must accept. Time stands still
're dyin' to survive 1984 Machine is the mind--it will rule by design So you're never alone We store information without confirmation Accept the unknown I think to myself of the times
Betrayed a moment more by progress that we make My vision's blurred by what the filters can't display Illusions of dimensions, illogical machines..
