Fixing Machines - Evil Cowards

If there’s only one sure thing that I know

Someday the world’s gonna bow before this cowardly two-man show

Whoa-ho whoa-ho whoa-ho whoa-ho, Whoa-ho whoa-ho whoa-ho

Whoa-ho whoa-ho whoa-ho whoa-ho, Whoa-ho whoa-ho-oh-whoa

You got a lot of guitars, but you don’t play guitar

You got your love shack laying in the boudoir

You got your Yakov Smirnoff, screwdriver

And you’re rocking out to Holy Diver

If our machine is broken

Then we gotta replace it

If our love is a token

Maybe we should erase it

And all this time, you were fixing machines

When you should have been fixing you

But I’m so happy that you never really wanted to

If there’s only one sure thing that I know

Someday the world’s gonna bow before this cowardly two-man show

Whoa-ho whoa-ho whoa-ho whoa-ho, Whoa-ho whoa-ho whoa-ho

Whoa-ho whoa-ho whoa-ho whoa-ho, Whoa-ho whoa-ho-oh-whoa

Now listen.

Did you hear that?

It sounds like the sound of meat sizzling

I know this guy who deals in the action

He lives his life looking for a reaction

He got a sight line sighted on the Eye of Horus

And he drives, and he drives in a '94 Taurus

He left his wife for a fucking machine

'Cause he never had a fucking clue

And I know that’s neither here nor there with you

Whoa-ho whoa-ho whoa-ho whoa-ho, Whoa-ho whoa-ho whoa-ho

Whoa-ho whoa-ho whoa-ho whoa-ho, Whoa-ho whoa-ho-oh-whoa

If there’s only one sure thing that I know

Someday the world’s gonna bow before this cowardly two-man show.

Hey!

If there’s only one sure thing that I know

Someday the world’s gonna bow before this cowardly two-man show

You got a lot of guitars, but you don’t play guitar