And then my brain created a thing
When I hooked it to the machines
Whatever Hell’s doors might open and bring
It was a bad thing.

If you ask me I’ll deny I made that thing

My brain created a thing
When I hooked it to the machine
And it sounded just like a scream
From where the metal in the bars can ring

And when the needle on the meter was pegged
It started moving all its arms and its legs
And it rose up shouted out loud
And it sounded like the roar of a crowd

And if you ask me I’ll deny I made that thing
I’ll deny - DENY I made that thing

And then it asked me to make it a friend
Or my whole brain career would come to an end
It made me turn it loose all over the town
Until the mob came to burn it all down
Until the people were all calling its name
Till the machine didn’t mean anything
They started tryin’ making clones of my brain
It was a bad thang.

And if you ask me I’ll deny I made that thing
And when I sleep it chases me down in my dreams.
I’ll deny - deny I made that thing
But tonight I’ll hook my brain to the machines
again.