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VINYL RECORD GRAVEYARD
Every night about half past eleven
Down on the corner Where the wild flowers grow
If you want to hear sounds Sweeter than the heavens
This is where you got to go
Momma always said That the fields were haunted
Daddy always said That he wasn't sure
To crash those gates Is all I ever wanted
I got to hear the music Where they play it pure
Take me down to the VINYL RECORD GRAVEYARD
That's where the ones Who came before me are laid
I got to go to the VINYL RECORD GRAVEYARD
I got to hear the way That it was meant to be played
Don't need no CDs Or audio player
Just throw those criminals Right in the trash
Who are they To try to steal my layer
I've got to find a way To take a trip to the past
I'm not resisting Just another musician
Living my life for rock and roll
You think I'm lying Just give it a listen
In between the grooves You’ll hear my heart and soul
Take me down to the VINYL RECORD GRAVEYARD
Lay me down at the VINYL RECORD GRAVEYARD
When my time is done I hope you find me there
When my time is done I pray you find me there
When my time is done I know you'll find me there
When my time is done You're going to find me there