Man and machines learn to destroy,
Ever since I was a boy
Now that I’ve grown into a man
There’s things I don’t quite understand.
Does he drive his cars all day
Only to see the smog on Frisco Bay.
He dropped the bomb outside of Reno way,
The fallout was too much for the birds to play.
The beer cans on the side of the road,
That’s the types of stories told.
Man and machines won’t let me be
Til I die and in the ground
Man and machines will be around.