Streaming Kills the Video Star

[Verse 1]
We used to race home after dark
Crowded round a glowing box
Cheap antenna on the roof
Waiting for our favorite shots
Static on the living room floor
Posters peeling off the wall
Every weekend felt like more
Like we were ten feet tall

[Chorus]
Streaming kills the video star
Skip the ads and skip the heart
All the waiting made it ours
Now it’s on-demand and far
Streaming kills the video star
Endless choice in tiny squares
But I’m lost in all these bars
Streaming kills the video star

[Verse 2]
Now it’s thumbnails
Click and scroll
Auto-play just takes control
Every clip a faster cut
Every hook a tighter hold
I can swipe through twenty dreams
Before I even feel a thing
I keep chasing shorter highs
Miss the nights we used to sing

[Chorus]

[Bridge]
[low vocal register] I miss the countdown numbers
The fights for who got the couch
The way the whole world waited
For one song to come around [crescendo]
Now every track’s a floodlight
On a million little screens
But somehow all this brightness
Makes it harder just to see

[Chorus]