1. Machine Mercury and the Architects 3:54
Lyrics

Lay down your arms
To the hand that feeds
You’re dead wrong
If you think you’re free
Cough up your bones
And gear the machine
You’re dead wrong
If you think you’re free

What if we fed em more garbage?
They wouldn’t even ever know their starving
What if we strung up the artists?
Just another way to bring the people back to darkness
What if we bought out the markets and owned their apartments
And local police departments?
Who we’re hiring in hopes of finding who’s conspiring
And whats hidden under their carpets
We could rig the system up to fail just bought the jails
And pumped up the bail
Just passed a bill just for a mill no big deal
If you pull enough weight you could tip the scale
If you preach enough hate you could change the mindest
And I bet we’ll get the people votin for a tyrant
In no time they’ll be livin to watch television
Victims of the times and the future that’s already written

Lay down your arms
To the hand that feeds
You’re dead wrong
If you think you’re free
Cough up your bones
And gear the machine
You’re dead wrong
If you think you’re free

Get black bagged if you talk too loud
Long live king Rothchild
Don’t matter who’s in power could be you or anybody
Just as long as we print the money
Than we own the country simple as that
And while they talk about the government
We’ll talk behind their backs
Matter fact let’s buy the news to twist the truth
If there’s too many youths we can poison the food
We could hold the system up for ransom
If he’s not with it put a lien on his Mansion
Came from riches to richest that’s business
Ever since we put the paegan in Christmas
Secret wisdoms turned a man to god
Remember when religion used to keep man in the dark
Every role plays a part all machines needs cogs
Got the blueprint to prevent the next Steve Jobs

Lay down your arms to the hand that feeds
You’re dead wrong if you think you’re free
Cough up your bones and gear the machine
You’re dead wrong if you think you’re free

Gotta feed em garbage not knowledge
Like when we blamed it on Osama Bin Laden
Gotta make em go to college and see who works the hardest
Everyone else we’ll leave jobless
New slaves to blockchains and video games
Cocaine for slow brains in this place
Get paid to push yay or buttons
And just make sure that you stood for nothin

Lay down your arms
To the hand that feeds
You’re dead wrong
If you think you’re free
Cough up your bones
And gear the machine
You’re dead wrong
If you think you’re free

Credits

– Lyrics, vocals, production, and mix by TJ Mercury.
– Artwork and piano by Chelsea Rae.
– Vocal performances from Arch.
– Guitar from Joe Petito.
– Vox recorded by Jordan Barone.
– Executive production from Darren Fewins.
– Additional Production from Greg Pizzullo.
– Mastered by Grammy award winning engineer Mark B. Christensen.
– A MercuryRae Production.

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Machine

You’re dead wrong if you think you’re free.