"Compact Disc" lyrics

That thing you're listening to is called a compact disc
It's a method of conveying sound
It's square outside, inside it's round
That thing you're listening to is a digitally accurate
Reading of the numbers that
Make up different sounds, in fact
It's the most technologically advanced
Sound reproduction known to man, at least
In the commercially-viable sense

That thing you're listening to is called a compact disc
Every subtle nuance of a tune
Is made available to you
That thing you're listening to is a high-tech dream come true
Technically it works with laser beams
Yet you can learn to use it easily
Throw your scratched, dusty records in the trash
It's time to move out of the past
In the profit-analysis sense

That thing you're listening to is called a waste of time
An inferior and overpriced
Product of an under-active mind
That thing you're listening to is a multi-flawed industry scam
Devoid of any thought or heart at all
It's the antithesis of rock and roll
But no one cares that a record sounds better
'Cause you just can't buy 'em, so it just doesn't matter at all
And that's common sense