Come one, come all, you must see,
My marvelous mechanical clockwork machine.
It'll do what you need,
For your continuing greed.
My marvelous mechanical clockwork machine.
It will take down the land,
For a house ever so grand.
My marvelous mechanical clockwork machine.
It will take what it wants, not what it needs,
For your and everone elses everlasting greed.
But it's terrible demise, coming so fast,
the massacering of my marvelous clockwork machine.
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