Soft Machine Songtext
von Brian Ray
Soft Machine Songtext
Stand aside, comin′ through
Run and hide, honey that means you
Pack your bags, wave the flags, for the soft machine
Tell the girls, stop the world, for the soft machine
Here in my dream, every night,
The story unfolds by the dawn's early light
Give it here, give me more, makin′ love, makin' war.
Wake the children, the birds and beasts
Gonna get my fill for tonight at least
Stand aside, comin' through,
Run and hide, honey that means you
Pack your bags, wave the flags, for the soft machine
Tell the girls, stop the world, for the soft machine
Once upon a time the world was cold and flat
And I was in a dark place
Once I found the key, I had the whole creation
Workin′ for me, for free
I crown myself king
That makes you queen, the finest machine
The world′s ever seen
What I want, I want more
Here's my love or there′s the door
Spread the word, I'm not through
The sky′s the limit even if it kills you
Stand aside, comin' through
Run and hide, baby that means you
Grab your coat, cast your vote, for the soft machine
Tell the girls, stop the world
For the soft machine, the soft machine
It′s a clean machine, the soft machine
Run and hide, honey that means you
Pack your bags, wave the flags, for the soft machine
Tell the girls, stop the world, for the soft machine
Here in my dream, every night,
The story unfolds by the dawn's early light
Give it here, give me more, makin′ love, makin' war.
Wake the children, the birds and beasts
Gonna get my fill for tonight at least
Stand aside, comin' through,
Run and hide, honey that means you
Pack your bags, wave the flags, for the soft machine
Tell the girls, stop the world, for the soft machine
Once upon a time the world was cold and flat
And I was in a dark place
Once I found the key, I had the whole creation
Workin′ for me, for free
I crown myself king
That makes you queen, the finest machine
The world′s ever seen
What I want, I want more
Here's my love or there′s the door
Spread the word, I'm not through
The sky′s the limit even if it kills you
Stand aside, comin' through
Run and hide, baby that means you
Grab your coat, cast your vote, for the soft machine
Tell the girls, stop the world
For the soft machine, the soft machine
It′s a clean machine, the soft machine
Writer(s): Ray Brian Hunt Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com