Born Vintage

I sold what I owned
Came home in a storm
Found out an old friend died in decal form
I take what I want from a store and I walk out
I may not think it’s right but I’m not devout
I have my doubts
You need what they ask you to need
You want what they sell
I gave up on the Music Maker the minute they sold to Mattel
I can’t spend the money I make on things that don’t exist
I won’t read your articles
If conditions persist, I will resist
We were born vintage but came out analog
We may not be right but we’re not wrong
You’re not right and we’re not wrong
Give me your tired, give me your poor
And I’ll give you Bee Thousand on cassette from '94
What’s the point of being punk if punk means I belong?
I don’t think their music’s bad, I just think they’re doing it wrong
It’s only a song
We were born vintage but came out analog
We may not be right but we’re not wrong
You’re not right and we’re not wrong