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A Machine Spiritual (In the People's Key) Lyrics

The people's key, ringing through arena seats
The black machine, played it all from memory
A fever dream will all come back eventually
To wade into the water, another and another
We go
Form some kind of code, the bodies float
And form some kind of code, the bodies float
Someone's out to know

Papa hobo, don't hide your eyes
Mother mountain, don't kill your unborn child
His day is coming, his day is coming

A question burns beneath the centuries of dirt
That voice you've heard, well every head's a different world
Where mine's concerned, I boarded up the windows
A catatonic plateau
A backwards blackfaced minstrel show
"So just let me go," the prisoner moans
"Oh just let me go," the prisoner moans
"No one has to know.."

Eva Braun went to dye her hair
Little h***** sat in his giant's chair
And dreamed of nowhere
And dreamed of nowhere
And dreamed

The people's key, ringing, filling everything
The theme repeats, thinner than the galaxy
Impart to me your wisdom and eventually
I'll float into the ether,
Another from another
We grow
Form some kind of code, of flesh and bone
We form some kind of code, of flesh and bone
No, you're not alone

History bows and it steps aside
In the jungle, there's columns of purple light
We're starting over
We're starting over
We're starting
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