Velvet Pretensions

[Intro] [Verse 1] Sipped espresso through a monocle glare, Strutted sidewalks in borrowed air, Your vinyl spins while the subway hums, But the chords you play are for someone else’s thumbs. [Chorus] Oh, velvet pretensions wrapped in cellophane, Jangle riffs and a highbrow refrain, You’re a postcard from a neon-lit past, Dancing sharp in a world that’s fading fast. [Verse 2] French phrases stitched to a thrift-store coat, Quoting Kerouac with a catch in your throat, Vintage boots click to a synthesized b**t, But the irony’s thick where the heart skips a b**t. [Chorus] Oh, velvet pretensions wrapped in cellophane, Plastic charm in a monochrome frame, Art-house tears on a midnight screen, You’re the star of a scene no one’s ever seen. [Bridge] Mirror cracks when you strike that pose, Beneath the blazer, nobody knows— If the laughter’s yours or a borrowed sound, Just spin the record till the words come unbound. [Chorus] Oh, velvet pretensions wrapped in cellophane, New wave dreams in a jangle pop lane, You’re the punchline of your own inside joke, A masterpiece hung on a threadbare cloak. [Outro]