A Flock of Seagulls


Man Made

Man made machines make music for the man.
Now machines make music while the man makes plans.
A second generation, a generation lost,
While the man prepares for the holocaust.

Man made machines to control the days,
Now machines control while the man obeys.
A second generation, a generation lost
While machines prepare for the holocaust.

Typed by john manfreda



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