Sunshine Superman

I am sounding like a broken record
Even to myself
And it’s the worst record ever made
It sounds like a woman screaming
It sounds like a warped tape
It sounds like a broken record
It sounds like the saddest record ever made
It sounds like gibberish
Grooves are so peculiar, sometimes
It skips backwards
My whole cassette deck spits open
And outflows of shattered pieces
Vinyl shards are constantly getting stuck in the crease of my CD player
I can barely get the thing to open
So I try to rewind the music on my TV
But the needle keeps getting broken
The turn tables keep bouncing and flipping
There are radio waves coming out of my toaster oven
But the car won’t stop running away
It has 6 feet
And I don’t like roller coasters
that’s weird coming from me,
because I do like roller coasters.
I don’t like me.
I sound like a broken record
I feel like a scratched-up CD
The worst thing ever put on tape.