Exile (Obey the Machine)

If you, wanted to live I'd tell you this, it's not that hard Just curl your fingers, ball into a fist Reap what you sow, feed the virus You will! Obey the machine, obey the machine You will Obey the machine, obey the machine You will Obey the machine, obey the machine You will Obey the machine And I, want to be so high I'll go, I'll go, where it snows I promise that I'll exile, all my widowed brides My descendant to the crown, in my heart's where you reside I'm old enough to know you But young enough to frown I want to get so high, but I don't want to come back down You will! Obey the machine, obey the machine You will Obey the machine, obey the machine You will Obey the machine, obey the machine You will Obey the machine And I, want to be so high I'll go, I'll go, where it snows F*ck!