The Color Machine (feat. Brook Pridemore)

I am not a believer In legendary apparatus Pull the poultry receiver What's your function? What's your status? You look so superstitious Stole a sofa bed from Penney's Hate it so nutritious Can I have some? You can't have any The color is green The color of the machine Oh, how obscene It was the color machine A rubber-quilted nightmare Haunts you all of the daytime You're never alone Buried in your paranoia Wrapped in plastic and velvet Drink away your depression A temporary solution But at least it's a solution The color is green The color of the machine Oh, how obscene It was the color machine The color is green The color of the machine Oh, how obscene It was the color machine Sugarplum fairy