Quaker City Nighthawks - Beat The Machine lyrics

Took down my coat and I put it on Cold hands through the sleeves Pulled down my hat and I rode along Silent ice in the trees I rode right past all the soldiers there Guarding the bridge cross the creek The lonesome sound of my bridle bells Their mad chattering teeth Oh oh you can't get what you need Oh oh you can't beat the machine I rode three days through the howling rain Towards the kingdoms in the East I heard that great dog of winter there Call through the darkness to me He asked how long til the war would come to him I said not til the spring He said those fools can never take the crown But it's still up to you and me Oh oh you can't get what you need Oh oh you can't beat the machine Famines rage while the withered sages point their fingers at the beast This war machine and all the d**h it brings crushing bodies underneath The wheels of hate unburied soldiers lay under flags out in the street The final age of the human race but it's still up to you and me Oh oh you can't get what you need Oh oh you can't beat the machine