mother machine

incomplete

cast in the concrete

walk the city streets

granite sky

my machine built the factories

feeds the worker bees

get in line

round and round and round

the wheels come down

dreaming of the steam

the pounding sounds

round and round and round

the wheels come down

won't you electrify my soul

intensify it all

little girl in a concrete world

artificial hurt

in your eyes

you won't see any living trees

any flower fields in my time

round and round and round

the wheels come down

dreaming of the steam

the pounding sounds

round and round and round

the wheels come down

won't you electrify my soul

intensify it all

i like the plastic people paper world

the silver moon

the iron sun

i'll fold you paper flowers little girl

for you'll never see a real one

round and round.