Wasn't too long ago that you could go to a show
Without trying to be somebody you're not
Now the tables are turned and you're getting burned
Don't let them tell you it rocks
It's all about what your wear, the color of your hair
And how many tatoos you got on your arm.
So how did we get here where'd it all go wrong?
Flying through the airwaves coming into your home
All the suits in Hollywood are gonna roll in all the dough
Tell me that you need it tell me that you feel it this is the new sensation
Come on and just try it you know you can't fight it this is gonna sweep the
Nation
I think back to this day when all the bands used to play
Without giving a shit about what was in
Now it has changed scenes rearranged
Let's start it over again
What really matters to me is so easy to see
It's staring us right in the face
We gotta put it behind get back in line
We gotta save this dying race
Flying through the airwaves coming into your home
All the suits in Hollywood are gonna roll in all the dough
Tell me that you need it tell me that you feel it this is the new sensation
Come on and just try it you know you can't fight it this is gonna sweep the
Nation 2mal
I don't think you feel it I don't think you need it this is no new sensation
I don't think you need it I don't think you feel it why don't change the
Fucking station
Writer(s): Charles Andrew Robertson, Keith Aaron Douglas, Sascha Michael Lazor, Brian Edward Flenniken, Sascha Thomas Michael Lazor
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