[Verse] No cell phones just a landline tone Walk or bike to your friend’s home Passed notes on paper during class Our world moved slow but it was a blast [Chorus] We lived in the time machine days Cassette tapes spinning in a hazy blaze No swipe for love no scrolling away Face-to-face was the only way [Verse 2] Power Rangers and pogs stacked high Saturday cartoons we’d laugh and cry Blockbuster runs for late-night thrills While 8-bit games tested our skills [Chorus] We lived in the time machine days Walkmans humming in nostalgic rays No Wi-Fi web just neighborhood plays Millennials wouldn’t last three days [Bridge] I still hear Nintendo’s pixel beat Boombox blaring down the street We drank from hoses chased fireflies No filter life no perfect guise [Chorus] We lived in the time machine days A handheld future’s now on replay But we were wild free in earthy ways And we don’t care what screens now say
