Story Behind the Song
A void remains in our hearts. 300 baud, Basic programming... where have u gone? When we were younger, Compuserve was lame, and the closest thing we had to internet freedom was our Commodore. Silly to look back at...
Lyrics
10......print
I miss you here today
Line twenty
go-to-10
a language now so foreign
and now I think Ive lost control
consequently
chorus
Say,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
What you want to...
what you want to about me
Say,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
What you want to...
what you want to about me
envious
about the world around me
nothing can please me more
than my commodore 64
consequently
chorus
casting stones through windows
leaving fruit upon a tree
into the system
in a silicon spin
nothing can please me more than my commodore 64
nothing can please me more than my commodore 64
nothing can please me more than my commodore 64
nothing can please me more than my commodore 64
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