Cassette Tape- by: the damned

I threw a metal cassette into the player
It was total maximization of sound
The dolby power blasted out the speakers
It took me back in time

I was back in the nineteen eighties
Listening to a tape cassette in a yellow van
I believe it was Slayer
And I believe it was an Ford Econoline

I peered out the rear bubble window
To see where I was
I was in the nineteen eighties
A much better time

I was wearing a neon green Gotcha shirt
And bright blue shorts
I had long socks on
And a pair of old school Vans

I hopped out the rear door
Onto a skateboard twice as wide as they are now
We rolled along the streets
Passing the ugly boxy cars

There were brothers pumping boom boxes
Public Enemy loud as hell
And teenagers cracked out on coke
Everything was swell

The time I was there was radical
Most excellent in every way
The babes were bodacious
I never wanted it to end

After we got back in the van
I layed upon it's carpeted floor
The tape was over and switched sides
And I traveled through time once more

I was back in my room and all was the same
The tape I was playing continued on
It could have just been a dream,
But I was still wearing the old school Vans