Drop the gun, the one that's stuck to my head.
It's just begun, you're gone, you get what you're fed.
(The machine is turning fifteen)

No I never thought that I invented the wheel,
All I ever aimed for was something real.
Creativity is still my gasoline.
Oh, ever since Goofy gave birth to this machine.

Drop the gun, the one that's stuck to my head.
It's just begun, you're gone, you get what you're fed.
(The machine is turning fifteen)

No, I'm not altruistic and I don't do this for you,
I'd rather paddle my own canoe.
This is not a tool or a simple device.
No, this is the Machine 15, to be precise.

Now, I've got efficient calculation
But with a human soul.
It's got a heart, it's got dreams
So what's the motivation, now?
Well motion is the goal.
And this has just begun,
You better drop the gun.

Drop the gun,
Drop the gun,
Drop the gun.
(The machine is turning fifteen)
Drop the gun.
(The machine is turning fifteen)
Drop the gun.
(The machine is turning fifteen)
Drop the gun.
The machine is turning fifteen.

Drop the gun, the one that's stuck to my head.
(The machine is turning fifteen)
It's just begun, you're gone, you get what you're fed.
(The machine is turning fifteen)

The machine is turning fifteen.
The machine is turning fifteen.
The machine is turning fifteen.
The machine is turning fifteen.

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