The Vintage
So into retro, Not the modern- day stuff, Is the twenty-first century? Bad, poor, rotten, and noxious? Foul, nauseating, offensive, And disgusting? Rancid, lousy, and unbecoming? Here come the synths, Let them have their say, Yeah, they are vintage, But they have not decayed. Remember the new wave, It crossed the wide spaces, Bringing all this music, From Europe to my nation. Keep jamming in your rocking chair, Near the capital city, Get rid of your ego, And just try to be witty.
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Steve Bujanow, Chris Theriault, Neo Cortex The Band, aka Neo Cortex
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