Revenge Recommends: "1965" by Negative XP

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With the deadpan vocal and fuzzy guitars characteristic of the genre, Negative XP eviscerates modernity while yearning nostalgically for the pop culture "ground zero" year of 1965.

Lyrics:

Stacy just hit the wall

she's always had it all,

two prozacs a day.

Her dads a CPA

Her dreams went out the door,

when she turned 24.

She's been with 30 men,

but 3 were only friends

She was gonna be an actress,

have her own TV show.

You can see her shake her ass,

in a rap music video.

Her yellow STDs,

are now the enemy.

Looks at her average life;

a nothing,

has-been

alright,

The Beach Boys,

and doo-wop

way before Hip Hop

there was Elvis and girl-groups

Drive ins and little deuce coupes

The zoomers in high school,

they tell me that I'm uncool,

because I'm still preoccupied

with nineteen-

nineteen-

nineteen-sixty-five.

I know all the classics,

I know every line

Can't get no satisfaction.

she's got a ticket to ride.

rock out to Jan & Dean,

not a fan of lil B,

thought I'd be the man,

like in a rock band

all the mini-skirts,

showing too much skin

and who's the other guy fucking my ex-girlfriend?

When did reality become TV

whatever happened to,

sitcoms,

game-shows,

on the radio.

The Beach Boys,

and doo-wop

way before Hip Hop

there was Elvis and girl-groups

Drive ins and little deuce coupes

The zoomers in high school,

they tell me that I'm uncool,

because I'm still preoccupied

with nineteen-

nineteen-

1965.

I hate time,

make it stop.

When did Nirvana become classic rock?

Why is everything getting faster?

please make this stop.

stop.

STOP.

Bring back,

The Beach Boys,

and doo-wop

way before Hip Hop

there was Elvis and girl-groups

Drive ins and little deuce coupes

The zoomers in high school,

they tell me that I'm uncool,

because I'm still preoccupied

with nineteen-

nineteen-

nineteen-sixty-five.

The Beach Boys,

and doo-wop

way before Hip Hop

there was Elvis and girl-groups

Drive ins and little deuce coupes

The zoomers in high school,

they tell me that I'm uncool,

because I'm still preoccupied

with 19-

19-

1965

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