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
