Well Spoiled Machine - Purson

Gravity that turns the tide in me

You’re the rivers, oceans and the seas

You’re the moon, the magnet that I need now

That I’ve found you I don’t think I can live without you

All I seem to do is think about the way that you complete me

Synapses synching up

I can’t believe our luck

You sir and me, we’re like a well oiled machine (x4)

I love to turn us on

And to think that there was once a time

That I wandered the earth with half a mind

While the rest it wandered past the window

And the odds against us in their millions

Of minds were at a closer distance

A time when I once lived without you

Synapses synching up

I can’t believe our luck

You sir and me, we’re like a well oiled machine (x4)

I love to turn us on

The teeth of a cogwheel grind

In time and synchrony of minds

We meet, completing the circuit and we find

That everything is fine when we’re together

You sir and me, oh you know

That we’re like a well oiled machine

Oh the way that we are working now

You sir and me, we’re like a well oiled machine (x4)

I love to turn us on