Misery Machine

Intro

"I would like to face reality, let me tell you there's over three-thousand groups

operating in this country today and the number is growing.

As Christians we gotta take on the armor of Christ and go to battle against Satan."

Verse 1

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Man in the front got a sinister grin

Careen down highway 666

We wanna go, crush the slow

As the pitchfork bends the needles grow

Chorus

My arms are wheels, my legs are wheels

My blood is pavement

We're going to ride to the abbey of Thelema

To the abbey of Thelema

Blood is pavement

Verse 2

The grill in the front is my sinister grin

The bugs in my teeth make me sick, sick, sick

The objects may be larger than they appear in the mirror

Chorus

My arms are wheels, my legs are wheels

My blood is pavement

We're going to ride to the abbey of Thelema

To the abbey of Thelema

Blood is pavement

Post-Chorus

"When you ride, you're ridden"

"When you ride, you're ridden"

Interlude

"Beep beep, beep beep

His horn went beep beep beep"

Bridge

I am fueled by filth and fury

Do what I will, I will hurry there, there

Chorus

Yeah!

My arms are wheels, my legs are wheels

My blood is pavement

My arms are wheels, my legs are wheels

My blood is pavement

Fuck it

My arms are wheels, my legs are wheels

My blood is pavement

My arms are wheels, my legs are wheels

My blood is pavement, pavement, pavement

Outro

"Go home to your mother! Doesn't she ever watch you!? Tell her this isn't some Communist day-care center!

Tell your mother I hate her! Tell your mother I hate you!"

Phone Ringing

"I want my son off of your mailing list, I have already contacted the post office about your pornographic

material that is being received in the mail, my next stop is my attorney. I do not want this number called

anymore, and I do not want anything delivered to my address. If I receive anything else from this band,

or this group, my next phone call will be my attorney, and you will be contacted. Thank you and good-bye!"