Lyrics

Outdated claims of outmoded technologies It's all just bad poetry to me I'll plagiarize the brochures Submit it with my resume These are my qualifications My claim to fame: I invented a new brain chemistry The ratios are wrong but have you heard the hit song? The machine just drones on and on Obliterating everything worth doing Outdated claims outdating me A moment on the lips A lifetime on the hips A piece of grease on a wheel is easily clеared The wheels resumе the wheel's reume I'm wiped away