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Step right up and listen, welcome to the show Sign on the X to sell your soul It's so automatic, hocking broken plastic Royalties you'll never know Rotting to the core, give your ass like a whore Once you take a hit You need more, more, more, more, more More, more, more, more, more Welcome to the machine Once it sucks you in you'll never leave Grind you up, spit you out After all you're just a piece of meat Welcome to the machine, yeah Count your days, they're numbered Where you going to be when it all goes down in flames? Sell out to the rats, make them rich, make them fat Get a poison dwarf to watch your back, back, back, back, back Welcome to the machine Once it sucks you in you'll never leave Grind you up, spit you out After all you're just a piece of meat Welcome to the machine, yeah Welcome to the machine Once it sucks you in you'll never leave Grind you up, spit you out After all you're just a piece of meat Welcome to the machine, yeah
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