Letras:
Dead Mechanical

and soulless Worldwide and real webbed You sell all the living For more safer dead Anything to be loved Rock is deader than dead Shock is all in your

You can't be sure it's not a test Staring at the kite high in the air You think you just might make a break As the glass string slides across your hands

The fog blots out the city Cold shine of setting sun The hive is intermitting Its eternal run Steel bugs along the highways Skylines of towers rise

he makes your life fall apart The more money you put in his pockets Trust your mechanic To plug your holes Trust him to make more Somewhere else Trust your mechanic

Traducción: Dead Kennedys. Confie em seu mecânico.

quicker he makes your life fall apart The more money you put in his pockets Trust your mechanic To plug your holes Trust him to make more Somewhere else Trust your mechanic