New Teen Anthem

ATTENTION!

Are we ready to go?

Who here wants to get it on?

The captain is a million miles in outer space,

His ship is headed towards the sun.

The first mate knocks at his door:

No Response.

Something is wrong.

S.O.S. S.O.S.

Our captain has abandoned us.

Long live the meddling malcontent,

Capital, capital, I understand, underscore.

Period. Period. Cities and citadels;

I'm hooked on the solo,

I'm hooked on the gramophone.

The captain goes down with his ship.