Every time I hear my favorite album
It quickly falls into place
I just wanna listen to my records
I don’t need the extra empty space
Or the funny hidden meanings
Backtracked back story
It’s a varied taste

When the Needle falls
The Record tells it all
The album of my life
Before the Fall
The belt goes round the gear
The way those songs bring back the years
I almost can’t listen any more

That song’s a memory of my first kiss
That one’s a moment that I wouldn’t miss
Can’t forget those nights in the back of the car
Getting crazy with the Spiders from Mars
That song reminds me of that endless night
When I realized I had second sight
All the ones which I sang to you
I’m not so sure I can see them through
Some no longer hold too much joy
This one reminds me of when I was a boy

Keeps you busy on those nights alone
Even better than Kodachrome
Ignore the man banging on the ceiling
Please don’t try to interrupt my feelings
The Needle falls and the
Record tells it all
But I don’t wanna hear it
Any More
The needle drops and my heart stops again
I can’t listen to my dearest friends

I think I’ve got a major problem
Wouldn’t want it any other way
I can’t listen to my favorite album
Without thinking of those lost days
Just wanna listen to my collection
Don’t want a boring history lesson
I’d rather go to outer space

The needle falls and the
Record tells it all