Written by Fat Mike
Bb F Condescending keeps us gay C Dm In a denotative way Bb F Noses up and peering down G C Tight lips pursed into a frown Dm Bb F Fleece the rich and cheat the poor Am C Dm That's what this machine is for Am Bb C Turning bellies into stars, then repeating Dm Bb F Stab the poor, slice the rich Am C Dm Turn the lever, flip the switch Am Bb C Making everyone the same is the end game Bb F Hanging out with old McBean C Dm And his grandiose machine Bb F No one seems to be annoyed G C No one sees this as obscene Dm Bb F Fleece the rich and cheat the poor Am C Dm That's what this machine is for Am Bb C Turning bellies into stars, then repeating Dm Bb F Stab the poor, slice the rich Am C Dm Turn the lever, flip the switch Am Bb C Making everyone the same is the end game F C Bb F She's a gear, you're a cam, I'm a cog F C Bb F She's a gear, you're a cam, I'm a cog Dm C F Bb This machine was invented by McBean Dm C But we all make up the parts Bb F Cuts us up and take our hearts F C Bb F She's a gear, you're a cam, I'm a cog F C Bb F She's a gear, you're a cam, I'm a cog Dm C F Bb This machine was invented by McBean Dm C But we all make up the parts Bb F Cuts us up and take our hearts