M.I.C. lyrics
by Grant Hart
Time for a lottery, they got your number
Blood for fuel, and limbs for lumber
They just wanted more machines
For their modern war machine
(M.I.C.) Am I seeing it right?
(M.I.C.) Must be time to fight, fight, fight
(M.I.C.) The war machine is growing
(M.I.C.) I'm not f*cking going
Time for a lottery, they got your number
Blood for fuel, and limbs for lumber
They just wanted more machines
For their modern war machine
(M.I.C.) Am I seeing it right?
(M.I.C.) Must be time to fight
(M.I.C.) The war machine is growing
(M.I.C.) I'm not f*cking going
I'm not f*cking going
I'm not f*cking going
I'm not f*cking going