Whitney Rose - Analog

I don't want instant packaged
I want made at home
I don't want advertisements on my telephone
Don't want formal letters
Robo cars
Big box shopping malls
Digitally remastered
Won't add it to fit your TV
I want analog
Analog, baby

I don't want it manufactured
Home on wheels
I want a lazy river
I can cool my heels
Don't want junk mail
[To waste?]
One dollar jukebox plays
Congratulations, you've been selected randomly
I want analog
Analog, baby

[Guitar]

I don't want living room
From rooms with [gold?]
Your MSG and GMOs
Keep your touch tunes
Your [?]
I want to hear that needle skipping on my [?]
Don't need a photograph
I'd rather have the memory
I want analog
Analog, baby

Now I'm not down [?] 'cause it's new
But in gaining a little
We've lost something too
[?]
A phone in your face
It feels like you're light years away from this place
We work like machines
In some sci-fi fantasy
I want analog
Analog baby
I want analog
Analog baby