contemporary

Days aren’t episodes
But I can’t always tell them apart
I’m a modern girl
Or a version of one
But I haven’t got the pocket science
Only the latent appliance fetish

I can see it all on the box
And listen to the old anthems
With a key stroke
I’ve got the right receiver
For all broadcast transmissions

Days aren’t episodes
I go out when the sun is shining
I’m a modern girl
But I still have all the Romance
And listen to the old anthems