[Verse 1: Cee]
Man, what happened to music? Dog it ain't the same as it used to
Be, and the soul squeezed out so there's no meaning now, a shame and it's stupid
That something so real lost authenticity, pauses shitting me, chorus jittery
Honest, see they steez, common shitty beats, robot singing? Please, dog you're kidding me
Uh, where the creativity? I'm just spittin' B, Nosh stay hittin' keys
Switch on, this'll be, three A triple, Cee, Fam stay killin' beats, soul stay in us, believe
[Verse 2: Notion]
It's like the airwaves bleed dog, the selling garbage to us like it never seemed wrong
Play the same 14 songs 4 times a day, it's bullshit, but they call 'em the theme song
Or the anthem, (yo) but if you ask me, it's a distraction
Dumbing down lyrics, spittin' subliminal messages so you can't hear it, gross images to gauge a reaction
Pop tracks, non-sensical bullshit, a pure formula, leave the audience clueless
But stick with me, I'll bring some fresh & some new-ness, Nosh, Cee, TMF, on some new shit.. uh…
[Verse: Gotye}
When the Cotillion arrived
We threw out the television
Model D 575
Has custom flute presets
And Harmony-Plus in addition
Now for an arm and a leg
We get three half-dozen beats to choose from
So now we can pretend
That there's an orchestra in the loungeroom
[Verse 3: Cee]
OK, yeah, and it is that simple, long before MySpace hits dude
M-Box, Pro-Tools, laptop vocals, T-Pain, autotune, it's a new world
[Verse 4: Notion]
Accessible mobile studios, you can be "pro" even though you a newbie tho
Drop it on TuneCore, surrounded by groupie hoes, digital, welcome to the new world, aahhh!
[Verse: Gotye]
I put the Genie Bass on
So my left hand can play the choir
With 16ft Diapason
And Lowrey's patented Orchestral Symphonizer
Banjo's great on repeat
The kids want to play but they'll have to be patient
The wife can't help tapping her feet
It's a genuine home entertainment revelation
Man, what happened to music? Dog it ain't the same as it used to
Be, and the soul squeezed out so there's no meaning now, a shame and it's stupid
That something so real lost authenticity, pauses shitting me, chorus jittery
Honest, see they steez, common shitty beats, robot singing? Please, dog you're kidding me
Uh, where the creativity? I'm just spittin' B, Nosh stay hittin' keys
Switch on, this'll be, three A triple, Cee, Fam stay killin' beats, soul stay in us, believe
[Verse 2: Notion]
It's like the airwaves bleed dog, the selling garbage to us like it never seemed wrong
Play the same 14 songs 4 times a day, it's bullshit, but they call 'em the theme song
Or the anthem, (yo) but if you ask me, it's a distraction
Dumbing down lyrics, spittin' subliminal messages so you can't hear it, gross images to gauge a reaction
Pop tracks, non-sensical bullshit, a pure formula, leave the audience clueless
But stick with me, I'll bring some fresh & some new-ness, Nosh, Cee, TMF, on some new shit.. uh…
[Verse: Gotye}
When the Cotillion arrived
We threw out the television
Model D 575
Has custom flute presets
And Harmony-Plus in addition
Now for an arm and a leg
We get three half-dozen beats to choose from
So now we can pretend
That there's an orchestra in the loungeroom
[Verse 3: Cee]
OK, yeah, and it is that simple, long before MySpace hits dude
M-Box, Pro-Tools, laptop vocals, T-Pain, autotune, it's a new world
[Verse 4: Notion]
Accessible mobile studios, you can be "pro" even though you a newbie tho
Drop it on TuneCore, surrounded by groupie hoes, digital, welcome to the new world, aahhh!
[Verse: Gotye]
I put the Genie Bass on
So my left hand can play the choir
With 16ft Diapason
And Lowrey's patented Orchestral Symphonizer
Banjo's great on repeat
The kids want to play but they'll have to be patient
The wife can't help tapping her feet
It's a genuine home entertainment revelation
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