Mechanical Hedonists

Rough, angsty, crap.

Sex, drugs and rock and roll

Crack pipes and anal sex

F**k till we pass out.

 

Blow out our hearts and minds -- we don't need that s**t

Slice the arms and let the blood run out -- we don't need that s**t

Beat the f**k out of each other, burn the houses, wreck the cars -- we don't need that s**t.

 

We are machines

We smoke not feel

Want not own

F**k not love.

 

We live with the volume turned up and the humanity turned down.

Information-age proletariat and we don't give a f**k.

People love, lose, fear, build, fight. 

Machines just f**k.