Turn Back the Clock on Cars

Oh, remember those days,

Under the hood, by the golden rays,

Tuning up engines, everything felt right,

Now it’s a nightmare that haunts my nights.

Wrench in hand, I hit the pavement,

Dreaming of horsepower and that sweet engagement,

But every time I twist a bolt, I feel the pain,

What happened to the simplicity? Drive me insane.

Hoses and circuits, screens that glow,

I'm wrestling with puzzles, don’t know where to go,

You’d think a car’s just metal and wheels,

But these modern machines hide too many deals.

Oh, I used to love fixing them up,

Now it’s a fight just to fill a cup,

With gadgets and gizmos, they complicate,

I long for the days when it felt first-rate.

Engine’s whisper, now it's a scream,

Designers’ nightmares living my dream,

Bring back the chrome, the gears with finesse,

These tech-laden behemoths, they cause me distress.

Something’s wrong with our automotive fate,

Sitting with a manual, but I can’t relate,

I swear I've scrolled through a hundred pages,

Fighting with wiring, stuck in a cage.

Oh, I used to love fixing them up,

Now it’s a fight just to fill a cup,

With gadgets and gizmos, they complicate,

I long for the days when it felt first-rate.

High five to the face with a shovel,

For what they think is innovation and trouble,

Just give me a carburetor that works,

Not a computer that leaves me in quirks.

So here’s to the grease, the grit, and the grime,

Let’s turn back the clock, give me back my time,

When fixing a car was a joy in the sun,

Now I'm chasing shadows, just call it done.