Am G C G Am G C G
Drop the gun, the one that's stuck to my head.
Am G C G Am G
It's just begun, you're gone, you came walking free.
C G
(The machine is turning fifteen)
Am G Am
No one ever thought that I invented the wheel,
Am G Am
All I ever went through was something real.
Am G Am
Creativity is still my gasoline.
E
Oh, have you seen Scooby gaping after this machine?
Am G C G Am G C G
Drop the gun, the one that's stuck to my head.
Am G C G Am G
It's just begun, you're gone, you came walking free.
C G
(The machine is turning fifteen)
Am G Am
No, I'm not optimistic and I'm through this for you,
Am G Am
I'd rather battle my own canal.
Am G Am
This is not a tune, or a simple device.
E
No, this is the Machine 15, to be precise.
Am
Now, I've got official calculation
G
That will offer you the song.
C
It's got a hoise cartridge.
Am
So what's the motivation, now?
G
What motions this circle?
C
And this has just begun,
Am
You better drop the gun.