Tekst piosenki
Here's to the best, To the best of our knowlegde we, Are doing our best to fight technology, 'Cause back when our parents were in college we, Weren't even born and neither were CDs. 'Cause when our folks, Listened to thier rock 'n roll, They'd gather round, and play it on the turntable, But these days, the records are all worthless, 'Cause DJs scratch the records on purpose. So let's put this into perspective, In the present day in which we live, It's all the same with all the kids, No one knows what vynil is. 'Cause they just burn the mp3s, Onto thier stacks of blank CDs, And during all this larceny, The records stay right in thier sleeves. It's all the same with all the kids, 'Cause no one knows what vynil is. Go! 'Cause these days, Kids they act so ignorant, They have no clue what to do with a 7-inch, They say, "It won't play, it's my CD player's fault." "Let's take it to the park and play some frisbee golf." So give me side A, give me side B, It really doesn't make any difference to me, I tried to burn it, like all the CDs that I get, But what the heck is all this melted plastic mess? So let's put this into perspective, In the present day in which we live, It's all the same with all the kids, No one knows what vynil is. 'Cause they just burn the mp3s, Onto thier stacks of blank CDs, And during all this larceny, The records stay right in thier sleeves. It's all the same with all the kids, 'Cause no one knows what vynil is. So let's put this into perspective, In the present day in which we live, It's all the same with all the kids, No one knows what vynil is.
