Gold

Friday night ain't shit to do but go out with the homies
No shows, no interviews, no more late night recordings
Ain’t no teenager but damn sure ain't in my forties

Grew up with pagers and the papers in the morning

Anxiety of the digitally forged variety
In a digitally forged society, lose your grip on the Papaya tree
Search hard for a gimmick to project and exhibit
Insecure spirit but afraid to admit it
Eyes down, sideblind, cop a HiveMind
Membership online, that's irony

Ridiculous, they eat it up like licorice
The screen is all they really wish to fingertip
Instead of licking clitoris
The stimulus misguided
It light up, they get excited and wild out
They see emojis on the inside of their eyelids

Young Brutus, take it from the shape-shifting Rubix cubist
Pivotal to the geo-physical
Point of view but they be there spawning neo-digital
Creeping inhospitable landscape
Find him on an unequivocal crusade
At the convention for added dimensions
But at the expense of the balance of trade tirade

We come, we go
We hungry souls, ay
Who got the yay?
Who got the game?

Gas blows, I don’t want it
You don't need it and can't let it go
More addictive than Cocaine Nintendo
And I'm 'bout jump out the window
And I'll never crash, I'm going fast
I got the spaceship and who got the gas?

Cocaine Nintendo, cocaine Nintendo (cocaine)
Cocaine Nintendo, cocaine Nintendo (cocaine)
Cocaine Nintendo, cocaine Nintendo (cocaine)
Cocaine Nintendo, cocaine Nintendo

Vicarious, fine line in the sand, precarious
Tragically hilarious, troll proletariat
Slow-mo nefarious
In various cold constellations
Chasing instant gratification
For dear life grip mics tight
Courtship dance replaced by a swipe right

Quite hype, looking for a fix to get the cerebellum peaking like crescendo
Let go of my addictions to contradiction but then, yo
Ghost vibration, no salvation, shame 'cause I know that it’s mental
I can’t live without all the yay on my brain when I'm playing that Super Nintendo
Come on

Matter of fact, pass me that, ay
Who got the yay?
Who got the game?

Gas blows, I don’t want it
You don't need it and can't let it go
More addictive than Cocaine Nintendo
And I'm ’bout jump out the window
And I'll never crash, I'm going fast
I got the spaceship and who got the gas, gas, gas

Cocaine Nintendo, cocaine Nintendo (cocaine)
Cocaine Nintendo, cocaine Nintendo (cocaine)
Cocaine Nintendo, cocaine Nintendo (cocaine)
Cocaine Nintendo, Cocaine Nintendo (ay, who got the yay, who got the yay)