The robots in the barn
Are more than just clockwork
I know because i let them in
From outer space
Comes a different race
From where the bad parts all depend
And that's okay
I found another cure for an old fool
It's nothing more than a second wind
But in the lion's den, there is nothing better
Than watching good men turn to sin and that's alright
Where do you think we lay now?
Who is there to blame now?
And now we'll make a deal
For all of those who spent their years
Looking for the cracks in the stainless steel
And now we'll make a deal
For all of those who spent their years
Looking for the cracks
And much like the book contests
I know nothing of the chair
In which my father sits
The glow on the gold
Holds a certain allure
Fit for a king
Or his horse, i'm not sure
We all have a thing for crowns
Mine's in a box buried feet below town
Somewhere where the road's there part
Somewhere where the homes all fall apart
Where do you think we lay now?
Who is there to blame now?
And now we'll make a deal
For all of those who spent their years
Looking for the cracks in the stainless steel
And now we'll make a deal
For all of those who spent their years
Looking for the cracks