In the depths of the 1980s, there existed a single so overplayed, so ubiquitous, that it became a cultural phenomenon. This was "Track 9", a 3-minute 45-second masterpiece of synth-heavy, sugary pop that captured the hearts of millions of angsty teenagers and their parents.
"I'm stuck in a world of neon lights
Where the only sound is the beat of the night
I'm chasing the highs and the lows
I'm searching for a feeling that never goes
Oh, Track 9, you're my only friend"