Machinery
The roar of machinery
But there's green everywhere I look
Good that it dies now
Good that the earth shook
Cultivated sense of mystery
Kettle of a personal history
Good manipulator
Cry inside nation
That lost it's patience
Lost in your own voice
Shaking in your stand
A rock and go win one
Flakey as an onion
A delicate fun run
Sure as the sun shines
The roar of machinery
Obsessing on tragedy
Personal tragedy
Sick upon the nation
Suck up in your station
As sure as the sun will shine
Writer/s: LOUIS KNOX BARLOW
