Silver Meat Machine Songtext / Lyric

That old good machine

Silver meat machine

Pumping aviation oil

Aviation oil - the best



It gives a terrible kick

It's beating like a stick

When it will hit - it will kill

When it won't kill - it will whirr

Be cruel, my machine - machine - made in steel

Be cruel, my machine - machine - made in steel



I won't replace you for another one

I will not look for the other scum

Go on, go on, go on!

Come on - break out the storm



That old tin with a rust

Loyal pork diesel

The bolts and the rivets crushed

To drive, we need no reason!






An engine booms like a bell

Can you feel that hellish smell?

When it will hit - it will kill

When it won't kill - it will whirr

Be cruel, my machine - machine - made in steel

Be cruel, my machine - machine - made in steel



I won't replace you for another one

I will not look for the other scum

Go on, go on, go on!

Come on - break out the storm



My meat, obese machine

Fast like a weasel

It creaks, it screams, it grinds

This brute is unkind...

When it won't kill - it will whirr

Machine - made in steel

When it won't kill - it will whirr

Machine - made in steel



I won't replace you for another one

I will not look for the other scum

Go on, go on, go on!

Come on - break out the storm