old school computer making old school rhymes.
binary, don't cry for me, age like a fine wine.
interface, with a face, face the music, play it right
playwright spells it out, voice comes from the inside.
you've never seen me, but I'm there. online for all to see.
deep within the archives, share where? a cd
the music goes unsung, the lyrics fade to dust.
but as long as I am running I'll keep saying what I must.
it's text to speech it's text to speech
windows 95.
its text to speech its text to speech
for now i am alive
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