Lyrics

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