Welcome, my son Welcome to the machine Where have you been? It's alright, we know where you've been You've been in the pipeline, filling in time Provided with toys and 'Scouting for Boys' You bought a guitar to punish your ma And you didn't like school And you know you're nobody's fool So welcome to the machine Welcome, my son Welcome to the machine What did you dream? It's alright, we told you what to dream You dreamed of a big star He played a mean guitar He always ate in the Steak Bar And he loved to drive in his Jaguar So welcome to the Machine Welcome to the Machine