Man Against Machine

Garth Brooks

Transposer:

Papa They’re waiting just outside my door This is where I make my stand ’Cause I can’t stand it anymore Papa They have no heart and soul But make no doubt about it They’re the ones that’s in control So prepare yourself for a war unlike you’ve ever seen This is man against machine Day in day out Bust your back and turn it out Next morning do it all again Hard job or two So your children won’t have to That’s just the way it’s always been But lately I swear the machines Are living the American dream Careful calculations Details drawn down to design Is it really for the better or a better bottom line? Don’t know me from Adam Man it’s rotten to the core It’s gonna get reminded man has kicked its ass before John Henry’s about to show on the scene In this war of man against the machine X2 Up early up hills Spend your youth to pay the bills Each generation makes a trade Top Floor brass tax Holds the hand that holds the ax Acts like my dues have not been paid But pay attention now when I say Full Automation isn’t happening today Careful calculations Details drawn down to design Is it really for the better or a better bottom line? Don’t know me from Adam Man it’s rotten to the core It’s gonna get reminded man has kicked its ass before John Henry’s about to blow off some steam In this war of man against the machine Interlude/Solo: Papa The power’s out the machines are down In this world of darkness I can still hear a sound Papa That sound tells us apart ’Cause I’m a machine myself But I’m one with a working heart Careful calculations Details drawn down to design Is it really for the better or a better bottom line? Don’t know me from Adam Man it’s rotten to the core It’s gonna get reminded man has kicked its ass before The Gloves are off no love lost between In this war of man against the machine Against the Machine Against the Machine Against the Machine

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