In a list of titles
You find the fine line
On a mix with idols
You are the alibi
In a chair
You were frozen there
I can't deny
You are my Maxell guy
All I know about listening parties is they're pretty bad for my health
Face falls off landing on a woofer
Make a fool out of myself
In the face of loudness
You exist in black and white
Are you blown away by radness
Is it just a classic recline
In a chair
You were frozen there
I can't deny
You are my Maxell guy
All I know about listening parties is they're pretty bad for my health
Face falls off landing on a woofer
Make a fool out of myself
All I know about listening parties is they're pretty bad for my health
(In a chair, you were frozen in there)
Face falls off landing on a woofer
(I can't deny)
Make a fool out of myself
(You are my Maxell guy)