Lyrics: Stephen Wilson Jr./Benjamin West
Music: Stephen Wilson Jr./Benjamin West
I must admit I felt the flame
Kurt Cobain, a Fender Mustang
MTV brought me up
"This is your brain on drugs"“
I won't forget that first girlfriend
That got me into Boyz II Men
I grew up a lot that year
My sweatshirt said "No Fear", ha
My life was a stereo and it was everything
First one in line for the "Last Dance With Mary Jane"
Hiding in my headphones, laying on the bedroom floor
1994
Tell mom, "See ya later
Don't be blowin' up my pager
When the show's over, I'll come home
When that is, I don't know"
Teen spirit in the air
Before we all owned cell phones
Study hall, passing notes
Yes, no or I don't care
When my life was a stereo and it was everything
Soundtrack, first kiss out at the roller rink
Hands held, two hearts falling on a hardwood floor
1994
1994
Think you know it all when you don't know any better
Tell yourself you're gonna live forever
Fire's burning and I'm still holding the torch from 1994
A year to be, hey, a year to be young
A year to be, hey, a year to be young
A year to be, hey, a year to be young
My life was a stereo and it was everything
Soundtrack takes me back through all those memories
Hiding in my headphones, laying on the bedroom floor
It takes me back to the days when a song was worth so much more
1994
1994
1994