New Breed
It was cool when the world was a pool
You could jump right in
And get out whenever you wanted to
And always someone to hold your hand
In the deep end
But we were wrong about the atomic bomb,
And now an eagle's shitting on the White House lawn
In a blonde whig with Chinese fireworks
Every holiday weekend
Sticks a flag in your back
Throws a Black Cat where you were sleepin'
Here it comes
Another daily dose of your unnatural remedy
Here it comes again
Sleep was a joke
You wet your beak with a rolled up doctor's note
Then went looking for more
Flat on the floor
Spanish radio in the static of my 404
And your head to the source
Stepped out between hurricane debris on the beach
To occupy the empty lifeguard seat
While you OD'd on a microdose on your first date
And told me "I like pop, hip hop, and karaoke'ing yacht rock
Any little moment I could lose in a tune
I could use to bust open the blues or punch through the static
It can be boujee and bad or spooky, sad, and dramatic"
Here it comes
Another bogus dose of your unnatural remedy
Here it comes again
Sat up from the dream
Somewhere between click tracks and drum machines
That died in the Sixties
But we're accidentally born
Like Spanish radio in the static of my 404
And then head to the source
Spiked and sparkling
New breed born on the spit of your theremin kiss
Left the lightning on
Scared or sacred
New breed born on the split of your paradigm shift
Found it frightening, ah
You could jump right in
And get out whenever you wanted to
And always someone to hold your hand
In the deep end
But we were wrong about the atomic bomb,
And now an eagle's shitting on the White House lawn
In a blonde whig with Chinese fireworks
Every holiday weekend
Sticks a flag in your back
Throws a Black Cat where you were sleepin'
Here it comes
Another daily dose of your unnatural remedy
Here it comes again
Sleep was a joke
You wet your beak with a rolled up doctor's note
Then went looking for more
Flat on the floor
Spanish radio in the static of my 404
And your head to the source
Stepped out between hurricane debris on the beach
To occupy the empty lifeguard seat
While you OD'd on a microdose on your first date
And told me "I like pop, hip hop, and karaoke'ing yacht rock
Any little moment I could lose in a tune
I could use to bust open the blues or punch through the static
It can be boujee and bad or spooky, sad, and dramatic"
Here it comes
Another bogus dose of your unnatural remedy
Here it comes again
Sat up from the dream
Somewhere between click tracks and drum machines
That died in the Sixties
But we're accidentally born
Like Spanish radio in the static of my 404
And then head to the source
Spiked and sparkling
New breed born on the spit of your theremin kiss
Left the lightning on
Scared or sacred
New breed born on the split of your paradigm shift
Found it frightening, ah
Credits
Writer(s): David Hanson
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