Song Lyrics

Recovering slowly, a torso fell
From a beat up truck by a rural motel
The manager seen how the truck bed bounced
While dust flew up with a rolling sound

Voices appear from the staff outside
In bulbous text in western style
His manneneck spin to turn his face
The bar spills drunks out frame by frame

Girls pushed girls side to side
To hear a suction sound as limbs realign
The crowd just seemed to multiply
They hear his plastic jaw as the news drops hard

"Your retro career melted"

They couldn't have agreed with the mannequin less
They didn't understand what the mannequin meant
The sound of a barreled gun held to the back
Some plastic clicks as the shell parts pass

Fleshtone shards fly by wild
The fill a plastic bag with the parts inside
The bag got dumped, a town nearby
The reassembled fast as his voice dropped hard:

"Your retro career melted"

Clark Baechle, Jacob Thiele, Joel Petersen, Michael Dappen, Todd Beachle

The duration of Your Retro Career Melted is 3:50 minutes and seconds.