My life is a stereo, how loud does it go?
What songs do I know? What ever happened to my plans?
Whatever happened to the life I thought I had?
My life is a stereo, kinda cheaply made though
How bad does it show? Whatever did become of all my friends?
Whatever happened to the likes of all of them?
My life is a stereo, outphased but you know
60 cycles humming, whatever happened to my friends?
Whatever happened to the likes of all of them?
But I like being here
And I’m all hooked up wrong
Hang on to me, I’m one in a million
One in a million, one in a million
Please hang on to me
My life is a stereo, turn me on and let’s go
Turn me up louder, I’ll scream as loud and clear as I can scream
And if you like what you’re hearing, please hang on to me
Oh, I like being here
And I’m all tied up wrong
Hang on to me, I’m one in a million
One in a million, one in a million
And my lights are like candles
I’m so afraid of new technology
I’m in the race and I don’t want to be
Yeah I’m so afraid of what’s to come for me
I’m in your face and I don’t, I don’t want to be
My life is a stereo, outphased but you know
Put me anywhere, please don’t think of leaving me behind
Whatever happens to you, I’ll get on just fine
I’m one of a million, one of a million
One of a million, one of a million
One of a million, one of a million
One of a million, ooohhh
Ah, ladada
I have this conspiracy that escalators break down so much because nature does not agree with laziness. Or escalator repairmen purposely leave them broken so they can stay in business.
hang on to me im one in a millllllllllliiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiioooooooooooooooooooooooooonnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn oooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh