Man in the front got a sinister grin careen down highway 666
We want to go crush the slow as the pitchfork bends the needles grow
My arms are wheels my legs are wheels my blood is pavement
We're gonna ride to the abbey of thelema to the abbey of thelema
blood is pavement

The grill in the front is my sinister grin bugs in my teeth make me
sick sick sick
The objects may be larger than they appear in the mirror
When you ride you're ridden, when you ride you're ridden
I am fueled with the filth and fury, Do what I will, I will hurry there


Lyrics submitted by Ice, edited by LemSpike

Misery Machine Lyrics as written by Brian Warner Brad Stewart

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    Awesome song. I'm such a huge fan of this album, easily one of the most uinderrated albums ever. Everyone thinks this album sucks because it's so rough, but that's what makes it so good. It's so undeniably raw, you have no choice but to ROWYCO!!!!

    D4MVPon March 31, 2006   Link

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