Bubble - Lagwagon

We’re not breaking ground

Brain-trust re-sharing a rusty sound

Period pieces, congenital cheer

Faux evolution here

It’s still 1992

Here in the bubble reminding you

At warped speed on the beltway loop

Bringing our giant too

Sour grapes and puke

Here in the past I repeat what they say

Here in the vault they instructed us to remain

We’ll not fade away

Grateful for our home in our bubble

Throwback in the van

Cranking the oldies like Samiam

Jawbreaker, Mr. T Experience

Never rock anything new

Chesterfield Kings

I’ll smoke a whole pack as I try to sing

Re-read The Stand by Stephen King

Avail satiates

Milk, milk, lemonade

Here in the past I repeat what they say

Here in the vault where they ordered us to remain

We will stowaway

Grateful for the home in our bubble

Na na, Nir-van-a-aaah

Yeah!

Yeah, we get it

Heard it before, won’t forget it

The house that we built, don’t regret it

We’ve had our heyday

Beer for pay

The roach-ridden pads we were proud to stay

A dashboard of dusty demo tapes

Fucked up and stoked all day

Is there any other way?

(YAY!)

Here in the past I repeat what they say

Here in the vault where they locked us away

Incapable of change

Grateful for this home in our bubble