Scrap The Old Machine Peaches and The Choir (Fire Cut)

[Start] [Intro – Male - Director Spoken / Organ Warm-Up] Choir... Before the telescope, somebody made a story. Before the microscope, somebody made a rule. Before the weather map, somebody blamed the thunder on somebody’s behavior. [pause] It was an old machine. Maybe it helped somebody once. But Peaches... [Peaches – Female Spoken] It’s smoking now. [Choir] Smoking now! [Beat Comes In – Handclaps / Organ / Foot Stomp] [Verse 1] Religion was a lantern When the road was dark A map made in the ashes With a frightened little spark It told us where the rain came from It told us why we die It told us what the stars were doing When we looked up at the sky But baby, we got lenses now We got data, we got proof We got labs that test the questions Till the questions tell the truth Don’t keep the candle burning When the wiring’s finally clean Thank it for the little light Then scrap that old machine [Pre-Chorus] Director says, “Choir, don’t get mean” [Choir] Don’t get mean! [Peaches] We ain’t spitting on your grandma Or the songs that got her through But a tool that once helped people Can still cut the people too [Chorus] Scrap that old machine Let the daylight in We don’t need a holy answer Where the facts begin Raise your hands But open your eyes Science got a better way To question the skies Scrap that old machine Let the people breathe We can build a kinder world With no chain on belief Love don’t need a throne Truth don’t need a king If the system stopped serving us Scrap that old machine [Verse 2] It used to gather villages With ritual and song Made the lonely feel connected Made the scattered feel strong But now we got town halls We got ballots, we got laws We got unions, boards, and councils With minutes and applause We got group chats full of aunties Keeping everybody fed We got neighbors raising money Before the sermon leaves the thread And don’t get proud too quickly The timeline acts a fool But even messy modern people Can update a broken tool [Pre-Chorus] Director says, “What did it do?” [Choir] Held some folks together! [Director] What did it cost? [Choir] The truth and proof of answers! [Peaches] If it teaches fear as virtue If it sells shame as clean If it blocks the better answer Scrap the old machine [Chorus] Scrap that old machine Let the daylight in We don’t need a holy answer Where the facts begin Raise your hands But open your eyes Science got a better way To question the skies Scrap the old machine Let the people breathe We can build a kinder world With no chain on belief Love don’t need a throne Truth don’t need a king If the system stopped serving us Scrap that old machine [Break – Call-and-Response] [Director] Need an answer? [Choir] Test the questions! [Director] Need directions? [Choir] Hold elections! [Peaches] Need connections? [Choir] Call your people! [Peaches] Need compassion? [Choir] Feed your people! [Director] Need a warning? [Choir] Check the weather! [Director] Need a future? [Choir] Build together! [Peaches] Need salvation? [Choir] Try prevention! [Peaches] Need some truth? [Choir] Then...Pay attention! [Bridge – Beat Pulls Back / Peaches Lead] I know why they built it I know why they stayed When the grave looked final And the night felt afraid But fear is not a foundation Shame is not a plan Mystery ain’t an excuse To give away your hand Give me wonder without surrender Give me awe without a cage Give me ethics made for living Not obedience dressed as grace Give me children asking boldly Give me elders unafraid Give me people changing systems When the better tool gets made [Choir – Soft Build] Better tool gets made Better tool gets made When the better tool gets made Let the old ones fade [Final Chorus – Full Choir / Organ Lift] Scrap that old machine Let the daylight in We don’t need a holy answer Where the facts begin Raise your hands But open your eyes Science got a better way To question the skies Scrap that old machine Let the people breathe We can build a kinder world With no chain on belief Love don’t need a throne Truth don’t need a king If the system stopped serving us Scrap the old machine Scrap the fear Keep the singing Scrap the shame Keep hands bringing Scrap the threat Keep the meal Scrap the myth Keep what’s real No more ghosts in the wiring No more kings unseen Humanity can upgrade now Scrap that old machine [Outro – Male - Director Spoken / Choir Humming] Director says... Now don’t leave here empty. Leave here curious. Leave here organized. Leave here kind. [pause] [Peaches - Female – Spoken] And if somebody asks where the spirit went... [pause] Tell ‘em it joined a committee. [Choir] And brought snacks! [End]