Hey little gear, do your best Don't let the cold ruin your happiness You must keep moving We need you, to spin You unknowingly have accepted this Since the moment you learned to breathe Please, focus, don't ask questions Just stay happy in your little cage The atmosphere is set, you seem to rest The reality, you are precious equipment Dear gear, you deserve to be happy Yet, we need you to distribute the responsibility of civilization Come on, follow the oil, your promised reward We won't let rust catch up to you, even if you age You are still needed! What's this, are you protesting? No, it's just you shaking in happiness! Dear gear, we need you to work Dear gear, we need you to weave an image of stability Dear gear, united we have power Dear gear, there's no such thing as power struggle Learn what you are taught, it's the only truth We would never lie to you, we care about you, remember? Now, if you are happy, keep moving onwards We need you to generate gold for our empire, oh, we mean, golden happiness for everybody Logic is followed by the working gears That goes after the promised reward In a sequence, what is logical, spreads What is illogical is discarded Though gears are eternal, they will never rust! The rust is already deeply engraved in the old mechanism they are forced to make work Little materialistic world, the gear only sees where it spins Of course a gear will never be obsolete Move onwards, toward your little promised land that is auto generated according to the expectations A simple hologram, that the gears perceive as reality Dear gear, you are so gullable Dear gear, eventually you will be obsolete Dear gear, you are being deceived by your robotic overlords Dear gear, you will be used till you are rusty and weak Stop accepting your role Stop falling for the distractions You will fall apart with time But your robotic overlords just want you to work without complaining, because you are sentient They need you, dear gear, to keep the system alive Dear gear, you are obedient, staying in place While you dismiss bigger possibilities due to them being painted as an impossibility that doesn't follow logic The truth is absolute madness! After all you have seen and experience They got in the elements of your periodic table Dear little gear, the truth is, bigger than the machine you live and work in Spin, spin, spin toward your dream! Don't stop for me who says something that doesn't follow ordered logic!
