Machine of life, oh, can we make it run?
Deprecate, repudiate, ameliorate, adjudicate
The wisdom found, wisdom found
Enrich the fallow soil with germs of perfection
Clip the wings of progress, turn the direction
Machine of life, oh, can we make it run?
Sing the fears of history with renewed inflection
Clip the wings of progress, turn the direction
The black turns green, black turns green
The master's dream, master's dream
Separate, evaluate and cultivate and propagate
We have the tools but only just begun
Delegate, facilitate, investigate and obviate
The calculations of a greater sum
Enrich the fallow soil with germs of perfection
View the lost agenda with a skeptic's intention