Machine

Walk out back I always found you head inside an engine With your rag pushed into your back pocket Hand me ratchet pass me socket I pretend to be taken by resistors and cables Filters, carburetors, and fuel injection ratios That's when you were happy Elbow on the panel Smiling out the window Listening to the gravel She tells me like I need reminding Things round here been slowly dying I run out to my haven Getting away from the fuss and fightin Don't come around here complaining About surface conversation Struggling with emotion And bad communication That's when you were happy Elbow on the panel Smiling out the window Listening to the gravel You're listening but do you hear the machine? All that talk of global warming Electric is the future coming They're going to outlaw V8 engine Carburetor, fuel injection And you won't understand them And they'll leave you behind Now you could understand me But you would have to try That's when you were happy Elbow on the panel Smiling out the window Listening to the gravel That's when you were happy Elbow on the panel Smiling out the window Listening to the gravel You're listening but do you hear the machine?