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I sold what I ownedCame home in a stormFound out an old friend died in decal formI take what I want from a store and I walk outI may not think it's right but I'm not devoutI have my doubtsYou need what they ask you to needYou want what they sellI gave up on the Music Maker the minute they sold to MattelI can't spend the money I make on things that don't existI won't read your articlesIf conditions persist, I will resistWe were born vintage but came out analogWe may not be right but we're not wrongYou're not right and we're not wrongGive me your tired, give me your poorAnd I'll give you Bee Thousand on cassette from '94What's the point of being punk if punk means I belong?I don't think their music's bad, I just think they're doing it wrongIt's only a songWe were born vintage but came out analogWe may not be right but we're not wrongYou're not right and we're not wrongWe were born vintage but came out analogYou're not right and we're not wrong From Letras Mania