Revolt into Style

Revolt into Style (1999 Remaster) - Bill Nelson's Red Noise
The posters on your wall
Mark every fashion's rise and fall
Why try to keep the past alive
And though I know
The time is almost 1984
It feels like 1965
The music in my room is always
Slightly out of tune
My harmony is up on trial
And though I know the rhythm
You'd prefer me dancing to
I'll turn my revolt into style
I hear the voice of America
Telling me to hurry
I don't know should
I stay or should I go
Social scientists say
New York is dying
It's retiring in an artificial glow
Psychoanalysts TV panelists
Maybe I'd like it for a while
Locked in a motor car
Drunk in a piano bar
Turning my revolt into style
Turning my revolt into style
The video is showing pictures
From some other world
But it's OK don't touch that dial
Your magazine is interviewing
One of several girls
Who've turned their revolt into style
The mirrors in my eyes are
Always focused in surprise
My mouth is covered by a smile
You'll never know what lies
Behind these public alibis
I'll turn my revolt into style
I'll turn my revolt into style
I'll turn my revolt into style