We're primite abolition Like a hobbyist of deranged proportion Or the wait is yours and we've failed again The fleshy existance you keep to yourself, Insecure [Chorus] We are magnificent machineries of joy We are magnificent machineries of joy Machines of joy, we meant some Machines of joy, we meant some We are a vision of extraordinary contorsion An athletic form of home distortion And the trial it shows, we loose again The fleshy existance you keep to yourself, Insecure [Chorus] We are magnificent machineries of joy We are magnificent machineries of joy Machines of joy, we meant some Machines of joy, we meant some You are a vision, you are a vision, a vision Tell me what he said, it doesn't really matter Just tell me what he said, and I don't really care It's only what he said, We can make it back to Tell me what he said, no I don't really care Help is on the way, help is on the way Help is on the way, we all go [Chorus] We are magnificent machineries of joy We are magnificent machineries of joy Machines of joy, we meant some Machines of joy, we meant some.