Lyrics
[Intro] [Verse] Clock hits nine-forty-five Finally feeling alive Fingertips black from the sleeve Finding magic others leave Corporate drones want the hits Where the soul spirit sits Chasing ghosts in the crates Opening the heavy gates [Hook] Spin the black circle Let the needle drop When the world won't stop Static in the air Gospel in my ear Truth is finally clear [Verse] Boss wants a quota met I haven't sold a record yet Hiding rare pressings low Watching all the people go Seven-inch choir sings loud Rising far above the crowd Vinyl crackle feels like home Underneath the city dome [Hook] Spin the black circle Let the needle drop When the world won't stop Static in the air Gospel in my ear Truth is finally clear [Breakdown] [Bridge] Trumpet flares in the dark Every scratch leaves a mark Life is just a B-side Nowhere left for us to hide Dusty grooves, holy light Getting through the lonely night [Verse] Coffee cold in the cup Never gonna give it up Labels peel, colors fade Best mistake I ever made Shelving dreams by the name None of them look the same One man's trash is my gold Stories that were never told [Hook] Spin the black circle Let the needle drop When the world won't stop Static in the air Gospel in my ear Truth is finally clear [Post-Chorus] Let the needle drop When the world won't stop Static in the air Gospel in my ear Truth is finally clear [Outro]
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