There was a song we used to sing
That we'll never sing again
Old tired bones depend-
On their easy answers and tired trends
Cheers to you my dead air friend
The frequencies are bleeding it
The frequencies are feeding it
The frequencies are breeding it
She's a tired lover, he's a dead air friend
Turn the dial or pull the pen
This is not a test (this is not a test)
No this is not a test- It's an SOS
It's an SOSOSOSOS
The sound waves have been equalized
Neatly compressed, soothing for all
Counter culture has been commodified
Its bottom lines, nickels and dimes
Come on out and join the sing-a-long
The audio shopping mall
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