Machine

Walk out back I always found you head inside an engine
With your rag pushed into your back pocket
Hand me ratchet pass me socket
I pretend to be taken by resistors and cables
Filters, carburetors, and fuel injection ratios
That's when you were happy
Elbow on the panel
Smiling out the window
Listening to the gravel
She tells me like I need reminding
Things round here been slowly dying
I run out to my haven
Getting away from the fuss and fightin
Don't come around here complaining
About surface conversation
Struggling with emotion
And bad communication
That's when you were happy
Elbow on the panel
Smiling out the window
Listening to the gravel
You're listening but do you hear the machine?
All that talk of global warming
Electric is the future coming
They're going to outlaw V8 engine
Carburetor, fuel injection
And you won't understand them
And they'll leave you behind
Now you could understand me
But you would have to try
That's when you were happy
Elbow on the panel
Smiling out the window
Listening to the gravel
That's when you were happy
Elbow on the panel
Smiling out the window
Listening to the gravel
You're listening but do you hear the machine?