Guided By Voices
I'll Replace You With Machines
If since the letter, Made a deal go sour, On pacts of golden seal, Post marked. Ain't it funny how it gets there, And they say it never does, I'll replace you with machines, I cant face you. So i wrote a letter, To the messenger of my dreams, I see him at a party, Endlessly. Ain't it funny how it gets there, And they say it never does, I'll replace you with machines I cant face you.
From Letras Mania