The Church - The great machine

A thousand beggars cram the streets You hit so deep into the sheets Pontoons buckle jungle beats The day they turned off the great machine The overworld so slow with ice Contrary to the committees advice Oh baby did you look so nice The day they turned off the great machine The gardens choke with bursting blooms Weddings frozen melted grooms Chasing you through endless rooms The day they turned off the great machine The shadows run for phantom trains Slowly blowing out their brains Society dames down the drains The day they turned off the great machine(The day they turned off the great machine)Well I'm waiting for you in the square Everyone was meeting there Everyone, yeah, there, but unaware The day they turned off the great machine(The day they turned off the great machine)