Maybe the applause will fix me
The bars and whiskey
Keep broads and the models with me
And maybe I'll be gone tomorrow
The Harley throttles
Garage full of empty bottles
Thought I ran you out when I said I'm broken
Then you text back and said, "I'll fix you"
Thought I ran you out and I lost all hope
'Cause I don't feel broken when I'm with you

The internet done killed the radio at home
ain't it all a drag? (The internet killed the radio)
Living off of nicotine and my phone
can I get a drag? (The intеrnet killed the radio)

I don't wanna chat with GPT
Whеre the iPhone killed the MP3
And there's no more Bam or MTV
Does anybody even know how to party?
I just want a fast car on Pimp My Ride
What the fuck's a flock cam? I'd rather stay inside
Now they're selling us weed and taxing our high
Wanna take it back to where it all started
Got me singing, "Ayy-ho, let's go"
Does anybody even know how to party?
Got me singing, "Ayy-ho, let's go"
Does anybody even know how to party?

It was tight jeans, it was skateboards, it was street fights
It was coming home before the streetlights
It was a pandemic, it was following dreams
It was double-X-L, it was 2016
But maybe I'm just aging, blame it on the phases
Maybe time is funny and I've been going through changes
Or maybe it's the same shit
'Cause the kids are on drugs and dangerous

The internet done killed the radio at their homes
ain't it all a drag? (The internet killed the radio)
Yeah, living off of nicotine and iPhones
can they get a drag? (The internet killed the radio)

I don't wanna chat with GPT
Where the iPhone killed the MP3
And there's no more Bam or MTV
Does anybody even know how to party?
I just want a fast car on Pimp My Ride
What the fuck's a flock cam? I'd rather stay inside
Now they're selling us weed and taxing our high
Wanna take it back to where it all started
Got me singing, "Ayy-ho, let's go"
Does anybody even know how to party?
Got me singing, "Ayy-ho, let's go"
Does anybody even know how to party?

I don't wanna chat with GPT (The internet killed the radio)
The iPhone killed the MP3
(Does anybody even know how to party?)

I don't wanna chat with GPT
Where the iPhone killed the MP3
And there's no more Bam or MTV
Does anybody even know how to party?
I just want a fast car on Pimp My Ride
What the fuck's a flock cam? I'd rather stay inside
Now they're selling us weed and taxing our high
Wanna take it back to where it all started
Got me singing, "Ayy-ho, let's go"
Does anybody even know how to party?
Got me singing, "Ayy-ho, let's go"
Does anybody even know how to party?