I called to say that I'm okay The opposite of yesterday No misery, just sticky trees I'm swimmin' in promethazine I want to say that honestly Your vertebrae, I'm quite sure they're meant for me I call relentlessly But I just get your machine I'm controlled by your machine We rage against the machine I just want your machine Push keys 'til the day that we die I called to say I made it back I hit that lick, nothing I lack I hang around On dial tones, like they were meant for me I call relentlessly But I just get your machine I'm controlled by your machine We rage against the machine I just want your machine Push keys 'til the day that we die