Machine Songtext
von Real Vocal String Quartet

My eyes are bifocal
My hands are sub-jointed
I live in the future
In my pre-war apartment
And I count all my blessings
I have friends in high places
And I′m upgraded daily
All my wires without traces

Hooked into machine
Hooked into machine
Hooked into machine
I am hooked into
Hooked into
Hooked into machine
Hooked into machine
Hooked into machine
I am hooked into
Hooked into machine


I collect my moments
Into a correspondence
With a mightier power
Who just lacks my perspective
And who lacks my organics
And who covets my defects
And I'm downloaded daily
I am part of the composite

Hooked into machine
Hooked into machine
Hooked into machine
I am hooked into
Hooked into
Hooked into machine
Hooked into machine
Hooked into machine
I am hooked into
Hooked into machine

Everything is provided
Consummate consumer
Pardoned of worldly taking
Apart from worldly troubles
Living in our pre-war apartment
Soon to be a post-war apartment
And we live in the future