From Flowers to Flies - We Built This Machine

38.9°N, 77.0°W

There's something special about the place where they meet
Those that tell us what to do
A land once verdant and thriving with life
Is now nothing but concrete and suits
Power is traded for power
By those odious, rebarbative churls
"I yield back my time!" that woman yells
While that man is clutching his pearls
Over and over and over again
The world watches as it grows
The heart of this land's war machine

Is reaping while it sows



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Other Album Tracks

  1. Prologue
  2. Signs
  3. Fog
  4. Powerlines
  5. We Are What We Pretend To Be
  6. The Game
  7. 38.9°N, 77.0°W
  8. Glide
  9. Contagion
  10. Not The Way You Want

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Altri album

  1. We Built This Machine
  2. Not the Way You Want - EP
  3. Glide - Single
  4. Powerlines - Single
  5. Fog - Single

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