Molten 歌词

Break up the children and put them to bed Inform the services what is declared If i gave you your country back Then we could see If we could go far enough in our machine In our machine there's a thousand white dials Full of minutes and moments and metres and miles If i gave you your country back Then we could see If we could go fast enough in our machine Soon to be molten Piece of crap's broken Sit by the dials and focus on this Compensate for what was lost in eclipse If i gave you the keys and said "do something useful!" Melt her down, recast as something more fruitful