Guess I'm still stuck in the ninety's 'cause since then a lot has changed
Guess you could say it's a little stranger
Well it's my way or the highway in this newly gilded age
Why simply turn a page when you can build a wall
Trigger words stir more emotions than trigger fingers of your friends
Whether real or via interwebs we're all numb
So what's in the feed for us cattle today
Give us something that'll make us feel something
Give us something to feel something
Give us something to feel something
Give us something
I can't quite put my finger on but it feels cool to the touch
We just debate about such and such and how much
Fully devoid of all emotion, monetize each molecule, mine the hill and shoot the fool you Find upon it
Mine the hill and shoot the fool you find upon it
Mine the hill and shoot the fool you find upon it
Guess I'm Stuck in the ninety's when the grass wasn't as green
But when you smoked it felt a whole lot cleaner
Mister Rajers' Neighborhood - Stuck in the 90's Lyrics
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Guess I'm still stuck in the ninety's 'cause since then a lot has changed
Guess you could say it's a little stranger
Well it's my way or the highway in this newly gilded age
Why simply turn a page when you can build a wall
Trigger words stir more emotions than trigger fingers of your friends
Whether real or via interwebs we're all numb
So what's in the feed for us cattle today
Give us something that'll make us feel something
Give us something to feel something
Give us something to feel something
Give us something
I can't quite put my finger on but it feels cool to the touch
We just debate about such and such and how much
Fully devoid of all emotion, monetize each molecule, mine the hill and shoot the fool you Find upon it
Mine the hill and shoot the fool you find upon it
Mine the hill and shoot the fool you find upon it
Guess I'm Stuck in the ninety's when the grass wasn't as green
But when you smoked it felt a whole lot cleaner
Guess you could say it's a little stranger
Well it's my way or the highway in this newly gilded age
Why simply turn a page when you can build a wall
Trigger words stir more emotions than trigger fingers of your friends
Whether real or via interwebs we're all numb
So what's in the feed for us cattle today
Give us something that'll make us feel something
Give us something to feel something
Give us something to feel something
Give us something
I can't quite put my finger on but it feels cool to the touch
We just debate about such and such and how much
Fully devoid of all emotion, monetize each molecule, mine the hill and shoot the fool you Find upon it
Mine the hill and shoot the fool you find upon it
Mine the hill and shoot the fool you find upon it
Guess I'm Stuck in the ninety's when the grass wasn't as green
But when you smoked it felt a whole lot cleaner
Writer: Arunesh Ghosh
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