[Intro: clean guitar then sudden distortion, 15–20 seconds] [Verse 1] Flannel weather on a borrowed couch, The glossy decade finally burned out, Teen spirit static in a basement room, A black hole sun through the afternoon... [Pre-Chorus] Quiet now... then it hits... [Chorus] Alt Nation, turn it up, Never mind the plastic stuff, We found a radio that told the truth, Distortion blooming out of youth! [Instrumental Break] [Verse 2] Interstate hum and a pumpkin glow, Creep in the headphones, taking it slow, Give it away then pull it back in, The 90s starting under the skin... [Pre-Chorus] Quiet now... then it hits... [Chorus] Alt Nation, turn it up, Never mind the plastic stuff, We found a radio that told the truth, Distortion blooming out of youth! [Bridge: darker, closer to industrial pulse, then rebuild] [Final Chorus] Alt Nation, turn it up... (ends on ringing distorted guitar)
