British Sea Power — Machineries of Joy lyrics

Lyrics

We’re primite abolition
Like a hobbyist of deranged proportion
Or the wait is yours and we’ve failed again
The fleshy existance you keep to yourself,
Insecure
We are magnificent machineries of joy
We are magnificent machineries of joy
Machines of joy, we meant some
Machines of joy, we meant some
We are a vision of extraordinary contorsion
An athletic form of home distortion
And the trial it shows, we loose again
The fleshy existance you keep to yourself,
Insecure
We are magnificent machineries of joy
We are magnificent machineries of joy
Machines of joy, we meant some
Machines of joy, we meant some
You are a vision, you are a vision, a vision
Tell me what he said, it doesn’t really matter
Just tell me what he said, and I don’t really care
It’s only what he said,
We can make it back to Tell me what he said, no I don’t really care
Help is on the way, help is on the way
Help is on the way, we all go We are magnificent machineries of joy
We are magnificent machineries of joy
Machines of joy, we meant some
Machines of joy, we meant some.