The Pendergast Machine is humming Oiled up she's really running, man I never seen it coming Boys, don't ask questions It takes a blind eye sometimes to see such things actually happen You don't know your own strength Walk to your own beat, the secrets that you keep You don't know your own strength Novel sounds of the nouveau south, worked their way throughout the crowd And just when I had given up But I would do my best to not deconstruct myself too much