Nobody listens to techno anymore
Whatever happen to the radio
Spin it back to 2004


Cd Player Haters
They don’t even know
MP3 Players and stereos
Before streaming on my phone
Your iPods left me froze

What a time
To be alive
Where it’s a crime
To be alone
In this city
All I got is radio
Activity leaves me froze
Like a CD that won’t close

Now im deep drowning
In a sea of animosity
Cuz the track is skipping
And I Can’t change the channel
I already know what’s flipping
In syndication
Surfing and ripping
So hang up
Or reload

And rewind
Now skip now pause
Now skip now pause
Hang up
Rewind

When’s a time to be right
And why’s everything chrome


Why are lights Yellow
When the sunsets pink
A bad day turns into a bad week
Why do fights mellow
When the CD’s skipping

And a bad weekend turns to eternity

I relate the radioactive feelings
Cuz the city streets are empty
And my friends aren’t Speaking
Your hands are trembling
Holding onto the Kodak
Can’t live in the moment


And CD player haters
They don’t even know 7x

To the right to the left now step