[Intro] [Cold analog pulse, radio static, distant guitar] [Verse 1] Midnight leaning on the windowsill Turning through the stations, standing still Then a signal crossed the pouring rain Chrome and thunder on a midnight train Plastic rhythm, voices dressed in grey Made the ordinary fall away Every note arrived from somewhere new Like tomorrow breaking halfway through [Pre-Chorus] The drums were made of wires The hearts were made of fire We heard the sound And everything turned around [Chorus] The future sounded better in 1983 Neon in the static, electricity and poetry Four chords said rebellion, one synth set us free The future sounded better in 1983 Turn it up, turn it up Let the old world disappear Turn it up, turn it up I can almost see it from here [Verse 2] Safety pins and jackets painted black Three loud minutes never taking back Cheap guitars that scratched against the grain Said the quiet part and named the pain Then the synthesizers filled the night Cold as glass and twice as full of light Every lonely kid behind a door Found a world worth waiting up for [Pre-Chorus] The drums were made of wires The hearts were made of fire We heard the sound And everything turned around [Chorus] The future sounded better in 1983 Neon in the static, electricity and poetry Four chords said rebellion, one synth set us free The future sounded better in 1983 Turn it up, turn it up Let the old world disappear Turn it up, turn it up I can almost see it from here [Post-Chorus] Oh-oh, radio from tomorrow Oh-oh, joy dressed up in sorrow Oh-oh, beautiful machinery Calling out to me [Bridge] Maybe memory edits out the grey Maybe every decade fades that way But those records never promised certainty They made confusion sound like liberty No perfect age, no golden street Just nervous hands and a fearless beat They didnāt know what the future would be They only made it something we could see [Punk Guitar Break] [Angular guitar, pounding live-feeling drums, shouted backing vocals] Hey! Hey! No looking back Hey! Hey! Put the needle on the track [Final Chorus] The future sounded better in 1983 Neon in the static, electricity and poetry Four chords said rebellion, one synth set us free The future sounded better in 1983 The future sounded louder when the signal reached the street Every broken rhythm made the broken feel complete Turn it up again and make the future believe The future sounded better in 1983 [Outro] Turn it up, turn it up Radio from tomorrow Turn it up, turn it up Joy dressed up in sorrow [Spoken, through radio filter] The future starts in three minutes.
