Like a poor old cow
Has to graze all day
Just to stay alive but ends up slaughtered anyway
Man, it's tragic
But the other hand thinks
As you rest your head
You could have new leather shoes
Delivered right to your bed
Man, that's magic
Magic, don't you think?
Magic, magic
Hills and hills of rubble baking under the sun
But I can take it easy with this sterile cinnabun
I feel plastic, plastic
The air is so thick out here I can't even breathe
But I can drive further than your eyes can see
I yell, "Road trip! Road trip!"
I bought a ticket to the show and now I can't get a loan
Thanks to that new age millennial magic
That keeps us new age millennials free
Yes, that new age millennial magic
Oh, that's the kind of magic for me
Half the world is drying, it's already begun
But I can shower for hours, it's just so much fun
And I'm splashing, splashing
And soon the price to buy a home will be the same to buy a phone
Thanks to that new age millennial magic
That keeps us new age millennials free
Yes, that new age millennial magic
Oh, that's the kind of magic for me
Take it away, everybody, let's rock
I need that new age millennial magic
That keeps us new age millennials free
Yes, that new age millennial magic
Oh, that's the kind of magic for me
New age millennial magic
That keeps us new age millennials free
Yes, that new age millennial magic
Oh, that's the kind of magic for me
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