Open up
That cellophane
The dopamine
Rushes to your brain
We used to lie in bed
Tin cans on our heads
Taken by the music
Or staring at a screen
Hitting coloured buttons for hours at a time
Rewind the worn out tapes
And platform games
We were playing in '95
Look back
Idols shaping plastic minds
Our rubber souls still chasing that high
Leaving the cinema
But the film was still playing
Still playing in our heads
Pinned posters on our walls
Heroes torn and faded now
Oh time seems so unkind
Rewind the worn out tapes
And platform games
We were playing in '95
Look back
Idols shaping plastic minds
Our rubber souls still chasing that high
Open up
That cellophane
The dopamine
Rushes to your brain