[Intro Guitar Riff] [Verse] It was a better time. When the music fought back. Didn't care how it looked. Just wanted the next track [Pre-Chorus] No Napster, no bullshit. Spotify hadn't hit yet. No Billboard, we weren't bored. With cassettes and tape decks. [Chorus] All we needed, was a good track. Was a comfort, we didn't know. Now it looks like, it's Seattle. Not the old one, lost the battle. Payed attention, to the wrong things. Fuck! [Verse] We mocked the dudes in suits. Groupies didn't dye their roots. Holes in jeans and dirty tees. Standin' up but on our knees. [Pre-Chorus] No Napster, no bullshit. Spotify hadn't hit yet. No Billboard, we weren't bored. With cassettes and tape decks. [Chorus] All we needed, was a good track. Was a comfort, we didn't know. Now it looks like, it's Seattle. Not the old one, lost the battle. Payed attention, to the wrong things. Fuck! [Verse] Even now we're lookin' back. They got the blinders on us all. The music's not the same. The cultures still gone, please tell me that I'm WRONG. [Pre-Chorus] No Napster, no bullshit. Spotify hadn't hit yet. No Billboard, we weren't bored. With cassettes and tape decks. [Chorus] All we needed, was a good track. Was a comfort, we didn't know. Now it looks like, it's Seattle. Not the old one, lost the battle. Payed attention, to the wrong things. Fuck! [Ad-libChorus] All we needed, was a good track. Was a comfort, we didn't know. Now it looks like, it's Seattle. Not the old one, lost the battle. Payed attention, to the wrong things. Fuck! [Chorus Outro] All we needed, was a good track. Was a comfort, we didn't know. Now it looks like, it's Seattle. Not the old one, lost the battle. Payed attention, to the wrong things. Fuck!
