Mischief Brew - The Reinvention Of The Printing Press Lyrics

Machinery mill us
Forever will rule us
Until we find out how you're wired.
God's no longer read
Through the hands of the dead
It's safe now to question the friar.
If they'd stopped at the wheel
We'd never have swung in this tire.

Beyond middle ages
Left village for nations
This masterpiece our fathers penned.
Too dark to see
The old time tyranny
May the bulb never burn out again.
Now that we know now
Everything that we didn't know then.

The book was the lash
And the word was the law
But the tyranny ended
With Ink on a block.
But don't put it in park
With miles to go
Need a match
Nevermore shall we read in the dark.

Gargantua's hungry
His fork and knife drumming
But what if we served him no more?
If just for a day
We took over this place
Found out where our harvests are stored.
Laugh like a king while you can
'Til the bastians are stormed.

The book was the lash
And the word was the law
But the tyranny ended
With Ink on a block.
But don't put it in park
With miles to go
Need a match
Nevermore shall we read in the dark.

The book was the lash
And the word was the law
But the tyranny ended
With Ink on a block.
But don't put it in park
With miles to go
Need a match
Nevermore shall we read in the dark.

Nevermore in the dark...
Nevermore in the dark...
Nevermore in the dark...
Nevermore in the dark.