Last Poets - Mean Machine lyrics

rate me

Driving me nuts, bolts, screws

I got the blues from paying dues

For programmed news of honeycoated lies

Your eyes can't believe

That weave the Devil's magic with the latest gadget

From the Mean Machine

A'running the Same Game with Another Name

Down to your brain, blowing your mind

Stealing your time, smooth and slick

With the latest trick to get rich quick

From nonsense at your mind's expense

As your mind digs the scene

From the Mean Machine

Designed to drive your brain insane

Loudspeakers blasting inside your head

Saying what someone else said

For you to do what they want you to

No. Go. Fast. Slow.

Getting you high off the latest lie

Telling you when, where, how and why

As your mind digs the scene

From the Mean Machine,

A'running the Same Game with Another Name

Factories of insanity playing on your vanity

As they distort your sense of self

Telling you what you need and how to succeed

As they steal all of your wealth

Probing your mind, trying to find

How to scheme on you best

From programmed schools with Devilish rules

Putting you to the test

Death dealing devices sold at high prices

Designed with you in mind to buy

As they kill you slow and some of y'all don't even know

Y'all paying the Machine to die

Mechanized lies dressed up in disguise

In forms of various kinds

Treachery and deceit the people must defeat

In the battle for free men's minds

For complete domination is the goal of this nation

Of all free thinking thought

And those who oppose will be killed by their foes

The flunkies whose souls have been bought

Transplants to revive the living dead

Replacing the truth with lies instead

Newspapers, radios, TVs

Spreading lies across seven seas

Robot men with computers for brains

Space ships, cars, trains and planes

All calculated to blow your mind

Moving faster than your sense of time

Living luxuriously soft while the people slave hard

For the Devil would have you believe he is God

Chemical drugs that keep you high

While the Mean Machine creates another lie

For power and glory and world wide fame

While Running the Same Game with Another Name

It's the computer's equation for world wide invasion

That comes in the name of peace and goodwill

But all of them are lying as they keep on trying

To set the people up for the kill

Population control of the people with soul

All over the planet Earth.

Manipulating their will with a tiny white pill

To control their natural birth

Behind the scene schemes furthering the Mean Machine's

Dreams

Of conquest and world domination

From the farthest depths of the universe

To the smallest earthly nation

Radar, Sonar, Laser beams!

Jets, Tanks, Submarines!

Megathons, H-Bombs, Napalm, Gas!

All this shit will kill you fast

All products of the Mean Machine

The Devil disguised as a human being

And he will even preach that God is dead

And some of y'all will believe what the Devil has said

And he will then act as the world's police

And the sun will rise up in the West

And set down in the East

And when it came time for the end...

And when it came time for the end...

And when it came time for the end...

The men will look like the women

And the women like the men

And some will dance in a hypnotic trance

Like as if they have no care

But these will be signs of the changing times

That the end is drawing near

For it was prophesized many centuries past

That the end will come in a fiery holocaust

And only the righteous people will survive the blast

And the Devil's machine will bring about his own end

And peace, love and joy will reign once again

And man will understand man

And man will understand man

And man will understand man

And man will understand man

And man will understand man

And man will understand man

And live in harmony and peace

And the sun will once again

Rise up in the East