Icons Of Filth — Henry Ford lyrics

Lyrics

Look at this fine piece of bright machinery
Smoothly run and man made
It’s well looked after and serviced daily and it’s olied with human multigrade
Grease guns in hand, folk throughout the land, scrape the shite from off the
fan, daily
Some, understand, 'neath bonnet all ain’t grand
Spanner was in hand
Now in works
Does Henry Ford live?
In the sky with earlier models, some with broken wings?
Given the parts we need?
Consult his manual for instruction to understand the bleed
Direction lost
Wheels comin' off
Drinking fuel
Abusing tools
Affecting us passengers
Confusing signage
Limited mileage
Drivers blind
Out of their minds
Bound to crash
Cannot last
Planes crash
Trains crash
Cars crash… see?
Planes crash
Trains crash
Cars crash… see?