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Beat the Machine
Quaker City Night Hawks
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Took down my coat and I put it on
With cold hands through the sleeves
Put down my head and I rode alone
Silent as in the trees
I rode right past all the soldiers there
Got in the bridge 'cross the creek
The lonesome sounds of my bridal bells there
Mad chattering teeth
Oh, oh
You can't get what you need
Oh, oh
You can't beat the machine
I rode three days through the hell and rain
'Cause the kick is in the east
Now I heard that great job of winning then
Got through the darkest of me
Yeah, it's time until the war comes again (oh, oh)
I'll say not 'til the spring
Said those fools can never take the crown (oh, oh)
But it's still up to you and me
Oh, oh
You can't get what you need
Oh, oh
You can't beat the machine
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Famines rage while the weather saves (oh, oh)
Pointing fingers at the beach
This war machine and on the death of breeze (oh, oh)
Crushing bodies underneath
Builds a cave and very soldiers lay (oh, oh)
Flags out in the street
They finally tell the human race (oh, oh)
But it's still up to you and me
Oh, oh, you can't get what you need
Oh, oh, you can't beat the machine
Oh, oh, you can't get what you need
Oh, oh, you can't beat the machine
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