John Reuben - Re-Record lyrics
[John Reuben - Re-Record lyrics]
If you're satisfied with your message
Press one
To listen to your message, press two
To re-record, press three
Hey folks, what's going on? It's John
Of course you know me I don't respond
I just like to observe how
These nerds critique songs
Funny as heck it's the same old text
Someone's upset, someone didn't come correct
I know it's stupid, it's just the internet
But that in it'self is one of many aspects
You got the cat that hit's up the newsstand
To receive instructions from media man
Life full of anxiety trying to keep up
Just when he's on top
Another trend creeps up, oh!
Dear Jesus, help us, people follow blindly
Have you been given the okay to like me?
Or do I need to ask
The media for your permission
Are they the ones making
All of your decisions?
If you're satisfied with your message
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If you're satisfied with your message
Press one
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To re-record, press three
I knew this indie kid, this anti-trendy kid
He hated Starbucks
Walmart and the recording biz
This indie kid, this anti-trendy kid
Liked to tell me what it wasn't and
School me on what it is
Two years previous he was
Skankin' in the pit's
Oh how quickly his identity switched
Let's get hip to the future
And skip the nonsense
I'm so ahead of myself I'm in retirement
Well me and my friends
We're chillin' hardcore
Sipping decaf coffee and playing shuffleboard
Nothing to prove, nothing to lose
Wanna hang with me?
Don't care what I wear and I stare aimlessly
For hours upon hours upon end
Come back to and then I'll do it again, oh
Catch me up to speed
What's the hottest trend?
It's been twenty years no wonder
The 80's are in
So throw your trucker hats in the air
And wave your thrift store shirts
Like you just don't care
Rappers when you're rhyming
Singers when you're whining
Try not to look like you're trying
If you're satisfied with your message
Press one
To listen to your message, press two
To re-record, press three
If you're satisfied with your message
Press one
To listen to your message, press two
To re-record, press three
What's it take to make a hit, huh?
Sorta like a love hate relationship
First you make it, you love it
Then it annoys you
Travel the world and your song employs you
Well hey I'm not even sure if
I got what it takes
I'm just trying to do my part
And speak from the heart
Spark some insight, yo, forget being fake
Write with honesty, don't wanna hide my faith
I also don't want to use
My faith as a gimmick
To tickle your emotions and
Make you feel terrific
I promised God to always be authentic
Past this moment it's a daily commitment
That my friends concludes the broadcast
Be careful what you commit to
Things don't last
Hold on tight to what really counts
Enjoy this life before you're out
Press one
To listen to your message, press two
To re-record, press three
Hey folks, what's going on? It's John
Of course you know me I don't respond
I just like to observe how
These nerds critique songs
Funny as heck it's the same old text
Someone's upset, someone didn't come correct
I know it's stupid, it's just the internet
But that in it'self is one of many aspects
You got the cat that hit's up the newsstand
To receive instructions from media man
Life full of anxiety trying to keep up
Just when he's on top
Another trend creeps up, oh!
Dear Jesus, help us, people follow blindly
Have you been given the okay to like me?
Or do I need to ask
The media for your permission
Are they the ones making
All of your decisions?
If you're satisfied with your message
Press one
To listen to your message, press two
To re-record, press three
If you're satisfied with your message
Press one
To listen to your message, press two
To re-record, press three
I knew this indie kid, this anti-trendy kid
He hated Starbucks
Walmart and the recording biz
This indie kid, this anti-trendy kid
Liked to tell me what it wasn't and
School me on what it is
Two years previous he was
Skankin' in the pit's
Oh how quickly his identity switched
Let's get hip to the future
And skip the nonsense
I'm so ahead of myself I'm in retirement
Well me and my friends
We're chillin' hardcore
Sipping decaf coffee and playing shuffleboard
Nothing to prove, nothing to lose
Wanna hang with me?
Don't care what I wear and I stare aimlessly
For hours upon hours upon end
Come back to and then I'll do it again, oh
Catch me up to speed
What's the hottest trend?
It's been twenty years no wonder
The 80's are in
So throw your trucker hats in the air
And wave your thrift store shirts
Like you just don't care
Rappers when you're rhyming
Singers when you're whining
Try not to look like you're trying
If you're satisfied with your message
Press one
To listen to your message, press two
To re-record, press three
If you're satisfied with your message
Press one
To listen to your message, press two
To re-record, press three
What's it take to make a hit, huh?
Sorta like a love hate relationship
First you make it, you love it
Then it annoys you
Travel the world and your song employs you
Well hey I'm not even sure if
I got what it takes
I'm just trying to do my part
And speak from the heart
Spark some insight, yo, forget being fake
Write with honesty, don't wanna hide my faith
I also don't want to use
My faith as a gimmick
To tickle your emotions and
Make you feel terrific
I promised God to always be authentic
Past this moment it's a daily commitment
That my friends concludes the broadcast
Be careful what you commit to
Things don't last
Hold on tight to what really counts
Enjoy this life before you're out