I’m Feeling like a Broken Record Man

Man, you grind my gears, same talk every day, Bitcoin this, crypto that, in your same cliché, Walking for tokens, SportsTalk, you shout, Blurt.media’s your gospel, your sermon, no doubt.

[Prechorus] Graphene-faucet dreams, coins in your hand, But you spin the same tune, can't understand.

[Chorus] Man, you sound like a broken record, Skipping grooves, same ol’ lecture stored, Day after day, after day, after day, Man, you sound like a broken record, always this way.

[Verse 2] Accordion wheezes, your words like the squeeze, Preaching 'bout profits while I beg you, please, "Sports tokens stacking, I'm earning my keep," But your stories so tired, put the whole block to sleep.

[Bridge] Crypto kingpin of the cul-de-sac crew, Fiddle wails sorrow for the patience I blew, Accordion cries, bassline so low, Your song ain't new, it's a rerun show.

[Chorus] Man, you sound like a broken record, Same scratched-up loop I can't afford, Day after day, after day, after day, Man, you sound like a broken record, always this way.

Produced by Self Deprecated Music Studio on Blurt.Media