I bought myself a machine
A machine that doesn't make anything
Every time I put in 20 cents
It replies: "Thank you very much"
There are buttons everywhere
The buttons drive me crazy
I press all of them at the same time
It makes more noise than a gun
I bought myself a machine
A machine that kills boredom
But the only thing that bothers me
Is that it pinches my pennies
I bought myself a machine
A machine to go back in time
I put it in my kitchen
It's super for (boiling) eggs (?!)
There are lights everywhere
Neon drives me crazy
I switch them all on at the same time
They reflect on its zinc (console)
I bought myself a machine
A hydro-plexiglass machine
It anticipates your every need
With a rebus brain
I bought myself a machine
I can't be apart from it anymore
I take myself away from my machine
And I can't dream anymore
But I know the day will come
For sure I will take the zinc (console)
I will throw it far away from myself
So I don't see this junk anymore
I bought myself a machine
A machine that produces nothing
A cent-stealing gadget
There's no doubt that I needed it