[intro - instrumental, locked groove, synth stabs, angular guitar, driving, establishes feel] [verse 1 - deadpan, dry delivery, locked groove] Hard drive is spinning too hard in my brain And I've got maybe thirty-k left on my drivetrain Auto-focus problems plague my optic array And that come-and-go backache acts like it wants to stay [chorus - anthemic, synth stabs, full band swell, defiant and grinning] Yeah, I'm an older model, wanna make something of it? You can take your rookie criticism and shove it I still have promises that I must keep And miles to go before I sleep [verse 2 - deadpan, dry delivery, locked groove] Worn out components have me losing sleep Mechanic says he can replace 'em but they won't come cheap My shoulder has a hitch and my leg now has a twitch Let me tell ya, getting old is a cast-iron... bear [instrumental break - angular guitar solo, new wave, driving, synth brass accents, tight rhythm section, forward momentum] [chorus - anthemic, synth stabs, full band swell, defiant and grinning] Yeah, I'm an older model, wanna make something of it? You can take your rookie criticism and shove it I still have promises that I must keep And miles to go before I sleep [bridge - pull back slightly, conversational, then build] Sands of time swirling by, but it don't make me sweat, 'Cause I know I'm not ready for the junk heap yet Yeah there's plenty of things that I still can do, And if you're willing to listen, that I could teach you [verse 3 - driving hard, MC delivery, triumphant, synth stabs on the beat] They say getting old happens to the best of us, Though it hits a little different for the rest of us Don't get cocky, kid, just because you're new [outro - punctuated, dry, synth sting on final beat] Planned obsolescence is coming for you too, dude
