Queen - Machines (or Back to Humans)

Machines
Machines
Machines
Machines
Machines
Machines
Machines
Machines

It's a machines world
Don't tell me i ain't got no soul
When the machines take over
It ain't no place for rock and roll They tell me i don't care
But deep inside i'm just a man
They freeze me they burn me
They squeeze me they stress me
With smoke blackened pistons of steel they compress me
But no one but no one but no one can wrest me away
Back to humans

We have no disease no trouble of mind
No thank you or please no regard for the time
We never cry we never retreat
We have no conception of love or defeat

What's that machine noise?
It's bytes and megachips for tea
It's that machine boys
With random access memory