Artist: Velvet Revolver Album: Contraband Title: Big Machine I don't know Because she says so He's a faggot boy The TV says so He's a junkie piece of shit because he says so All that first-class jet set brings me down, down, down All that first-class drug shit brings me down, down, down It's a big machine, it's a big machine We're all slaves to a big machine It's a big machine, it's a big machine We're all slaves to a big machine All tied up to a big machine I got houses Got cars I got a wife I got kids Got money in the bank Get away without borders I'm a slave, New World Order I guess I chose to be I guess I chose to be I guess I chose to be I guess I chose to be Hope I teach my son how to be a man Now before he hits 35 Comic book lives don't really have any real life do they now

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