Lo-Fi

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Al Green in the kitchen On the AM radio Best bad sound that I ever did know Scratchy and it's muddy But it carries me through Straight on down to Memphis in '72 [Chorus] Oh my, lo-fi, what can I say? Go ahead, punk, and make my day [Verse 2] A Fender Telecaster And a Vibro-Champ Sounds like holy hell 'Cause that ain't enough amp To get above the drummer You'll never reach your goal So just turn it up to 10 and call it rock and roll [Chorus] Oh my, lo-fi, what can I say? Go ahead, punk, and make my day Oh my, lo-fi, what can I say? Go ahead, punk, and make my day [Verse 3] Now back when I was younger The way to go Was listenin' to records on my stereo I was all about the quality I was all about the tone Now I'm happy hearin' music on my telephone [Chorus] Oh my, lo-fi, what can I say? Go ahead, punk, and make my day Oh my, lo-fi, what can I say? Go ahead, punk, and make my day