[Verse 1]
They don't sound like they
Come on that strong
Since way back in the day

Maybe they're fine-tuning
Their detuned noise
Into a well-oiled machine

[Chorus]
What I want is a
A tape spool sound
What I've got is a bright, young voice
What I want is a
A whirring fuzz
What I've got is some clarity of choice

[Verse 2]
Needle drop, hard-chopped sound
Moving further into the realm
Black spin movie reel
Beyond some turning wheel

[Chorus x2]
What I want is a
A tape spool sound
What I got is a bright, young voice
What I want is a
A whirring hum
What I got is some clarity of choice