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Poor Man's Poison
Here's to the greater good, for all
Do what you know you should, for all
We all may die
Something's going on, just look around
Fear is on the rise
And there's blood all over the ground
Let's all just blindfold the poor
We must remind them what's in store
We got 'em now
Just break them down a little bit more
(Ah)
I said, "Hey (hey), you (you), feed the machine
Bring them all back down to their knees
There's no time to waste
Remind the slaves
They ain't gonna make it out alive today"
I said, "Hey (hey), you (you), poison the well
Watch it all burn, take them straight to hell
He's got the whole (whole) world (world) in his hands
It was nice to know ya
We've all been damned, c'mon"
Nothing's going on, no need to fear
And we're all in this together
And just to make it all clear
We want the same thing as you
This will all be over soon
Now here's a little pill
Here's the truth
We're gonna, we're gonna, we're gonna
We're gonna, we're gonna, we're gonna
We're all gonna die
"Hey, you, feed the machine
Bring them all back down to their knees
There's no time to waste
Remind the slaves
They ain't gonna make it out alive today"
I said, "Hey (hey), you (you), poison the well
Watch it all burn, take them straight to hell
He's got the whole (whole) world (world) in his hands
It was nice to know ya
We've all been damned, c'mon"
(C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon)
We've all been damned c'mon
I said, "Hey (hey), you (you), feed the machine
Bring 'em all back down to their knees
There's no time to waste
Remind the slaves
They ain't gonna make it out alive today"
I said, "Hey (hey) you (you), poison the well
Watch it all burn, take them straight to hell
He's got the whole (whole) world (world) in his hands
It was nice to know ya
We've all been damned, c'mon!"
(C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon)
We've all been damned c'mon
(C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon)
We've all been damned c'mon
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"Feed the Machine" de Poor Man's Poison presenta una visión oscura y cínica de la sociedad, posiblemente inspirada en sentimientos de impotencia ante un sistema opresivo. La repetición insistente de "feed the machine" y "poison the well" sugiere una crítica a una estructura de poder anónima, que se alimenta de la explotación y la sumisión de la población ("slaves"). La canción evoca una atmósfera de fatalismo y desesperanza, donde el miedo ("fear is on the rise") y la violencia ("blood all over the ground") son omnipresentes. La frase "He's got the whole world in his hands" apunta a una figura de poder controlador y omnipotente, posiblemente representando una élite gobernante o un sistema abstracto que mantiene a la gente bajo control. La contradicción entre el optimismo inicial ("Here's to the greater good") y la subsecuente descripción de una realidad brutal, refleja la disonancia cognitiva que puede surgir cuando se confronta la realidad con la ideología dominante. Musicalmente, la repetición y el ritmo monótono podrían reflejar la sensación de encierro y desesperación que describe la letra, un estilo que crea una atmósfera opresiva y claustrofóbica. La canción no ofrece soluciones, solo un retrato sombrío y crítico de una sociedad en decadencia.
Here's to the greater good, for all Do what you know you should, for all We all may die Something's going on, just look around Fear is on the rise And there's blood all over the ground Let's all just blindfold the poor We must remind them what's in store We got 'em now Just break them down a little bit more (Ah) I said, "Hey (hey), you (you), feed the machine Bring them all back down to their knees There's no time to waste Remind the slaves They ain't gonna make it out alive today" I said, "Hey (hey), you (you), poison the well Watch it all burn, take them straight to hell He's got the whole (whole) world (world) in his hands It was nice to know ya We've all been damned, c'mon" Nothing's going on, no need to fear And we're all in this together And just to make it all clear We want the same thing as you This will all be over soon Now here's a little pill Here's the truth We're gonna, we're gonna, we're gonna We're gonna, we're gonna, we're gonna We're all gonna die "Hey, you, feed the machine Bring them all back down to their knees There's no time to waste Remind the slaves They ain't gonna make it out alive today" I said, "Hey (hey), you (you), poison the well Watch it all burn, take them straight to hell He's got the whole (whole) world (world) in his hands It was nice to know ya We've all been damned, c'mon" (C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon) We've all been damned c'mon I said, "Hey (hey), you (you), feed the machine Bring 'em all back down to their knees There's no time to waste Remind the slaves They ain't gonna make it out alive today" I said, "Hey (hey) you (you), poison the well Watch it all burn, take them straight to hell He's got the whole (whole) world (world) in his hands It was nice to know ya We've all been damned, c'mon!" (C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon) We've all been damned c'mon (C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon) We've all been damned c'mon
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