(john critchley) You've got two eyes and pocket Strange eyes of the visionary No one...
Saviour How did i ever come this far without u, baby? What was i thinkin',...
The God machine is hungry for individualism and ripe brains the skull farmers do their...
Machine drug, machine drug All my life i've wanted things The happiness that they might...
Words and music by brian may and roger taylor Machines... It's a machines world Don't...
Sitting here wishing on a cement floor Just wishing that...
Starman: Didn't know what time it was, the lights were...
Some days he feels so empty Just a talking head...
And in the death As the last few corpses lay...
Yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah You've arrived...
Julie Oh And i know Like a mirror, sunday morning...
Columbine my frail design I see you see me standing...
This ain't rock'n'roll. this is genocide! As they pulled you...
Nightclubbing we're nightclubbing We're what's happening Nightclubbing we're nightclubbing We're...
Once there was a fellow and his name was buzz...