[Intro – Coin-Op Machine / Radio Crackle] [coin drops] CLINK. [ancient machine gears begin turning] [Cheerful Vintage Female Voice] "Welcome to the Sin-O-Matic!" "Simply insert your money..." "Select your favorite temptation..." "And surrender all remaining dignity." [BUZZER] [Female Whisper] Mmm... I'll take everything. [GUITAR SLAMS IN] [Verse 1] Black-light fever on a dirty wall, Little red button says GIVE IT ALL. Cat-eye sinner with a chromium stare, Pull that lever— See what crawls outta there. Jukebox shaking like a rattlesnake, Every little heartbeat begging to break. Twenty-five cents buys a beautiful lie— Put another quarter in... Let's multiply. [Pre-Chorus] Pick your poison. Pick your vice. Push that button— Don't think twice. Lights go red... Machine goes black... [Whisper] Once you start me, baby... You don't get it back. [Chorus] SIN-O-MATIC! Automatic! Shake that body— Make it problematic! SIN-O-MATIC! Psychosomatic! Feed me your desire— I'LL GIVE IT BACK STATIC! Crank! Shake! Bang that cage! Throw another quarter— Feed the rage! SIN-O-MATIC! Automatic! Baby, I'm your favorite... BAD HABIT! [Post-Chorus – Gang Chant] INSERT! (SIN!) INSERT! (SIN!) PUSH! THAT! BUTTON! [Female Lead] Again. [Verse 2] Lipstick warning on the bathroom glass, "Nothing this good was ever built to last." Dead-eyed dancers underneath the glow, Moving like machines in a midnight show. Black leather preacher counting dirty cash, While the speakers cough up another crash. Everybody wants what the devil sells— Cheap little heaven... With expensive little hells. [Spoken Interlude – Instructional Record] [music drops to bass pulse and machinery] [Male Narrator] "For best results, users should remain calm." [Female Lead] No. "Avoid excessive stimulation." No. "And under no circumstances should the machine be operated after midnight." [clock CHIMES twelve] [Female Lead] Oops. [mechanical alarm → riff explodes] [Breakdown – Crushing Half-Time Groove] PULL! THE LEVER! TURN! THE SCREW! FEED! THE FEVER! LET! IT THROUGH! [chains slam with each beat] [Lead] Shake it left— Shake it right— Turn that pretty little nightmare... ON TONIGHT! [Gang Chant] SIN! SIN! SIN-O-MATIC! SIN! SIN! SIN-O-MATIC! [Lead] Don't panic! [Gang] TOO LATE! [Bridge – Female Spoken / Distorted Layers] You wanted something wicked. Something loud. Something your mother... Your preacher... And that miserable little voice in your head told you never to touch. [soft laugh] So... Why are you still holding the quarter? [coin drops] CLINK. Ohhh... Good choice. [Final Chorus – Full Freakshow Choir] SIN-O-MATIC! Automatic! Raise those hands— Let's get fanatical! SIN-O-MATIC! Psychosomatic! Every filthy heartbeat— SYNCHRONIZED STATIC! Crank! Shake! Bang that cage! Turn your little nightmare up another stage! SIN-O-MATIC! Automatic! Once you get a taste— YOU GOTTA HAVE IT! [Final Breakdown] INSERT! SIN! SELECT! VICE! PUSH! BUTTON! PAY! PRICE! [Female Lead] One more time! [Gang] SIN-O-MATIC! One more time! SIN-O-MATIC! LOUDER! SIN-O-MATIC! [final enormous guitar hit] [Outro – Machine Malfunction] [gears grinding violently, electrical sparks] [Vintage Female Voice] "Thank you for using the Sin-O-Matic." "Your transaction is now comp—" [tape distortion] "—comp—comp—comp—" [Female Whisper] Oh, honey... We're nowhere near finished. [coin drops] CLINK. [machine immediately starts again] [Distorted Voice] "PLAYER TWO." —CLICK—
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