Music Music These moves have flow from the ink machine Give life to a little friend Moving on the screen is done two or four years and can be seen Moving in the halls behind a scene, so listen to your crash And always moving and bowling and choosing Sending it and proving it didn't one day you pulled the spring And you reanimated our little bandy Moving in the ink machine You know where you've never seen Moving in the ink machine You know I'll watch out or he'll make you scream Moving in the ink machine You know where you've never seen Moving in the ink machine Moving in the watch out or he'll make you scream These are the friendly parts that love the plane They go to all music from the day In the big large band with all this friends They learned it was their form to leave Where the hook didn't do that so he'd play But now he's pulled up on the sprain We inch of me animated with no heart But that's a story for another day Moving in the ink machine You know where you've never seen Moving in the ink machine Moving in the ink machine Looking right at the time Moving in the ink machine Moving in the ink machine I'm a fucking soul, soul, soul, soul Mama Catholic Fan Look at that vivre pinning machine You know what ear from there was seen Baby, that's the ink machine Man, watch out, oil and ink history Baby, that's the ink machine You know what, you'll never see Baby, that's the ink machine Man, watch out, oil and ink history You know what, you'll never see