Welcome
my
son,
welcome
to
the
machine.
Where
have
you
been?
It's
alright
we
know
where
you've
been.
You've
been
in
the
pipeline,
filling
in
time,
Provided
with
toys
and
'Scouting
for
Boys'.
You
brought
a
guitar
to
punish
your
ma,
And
you
didn't
like
school,
and
you
know
you're
nobody's
fool,
So
welcome
to
the
machine.
Welcome
my
son,
welcome
to
the
machine.
What
did
you
dream?
It's
alright
we
told
you
what
to
dream.
You
dreamed
of
a
big
star,
He
played
a
mean
gituar,
He
always
ate
in
the
Steak
Bar.
He
loved
to
drive
in
his
Jaguar.
So
welcome
to
the
Machine.
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