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Records in Bed

We’re in tomorrow
Glowing in the red light on the console top
Forget your sorrow
Remember when you lived them back in your favorite song
Made you feel less all alone like it wasn’t always wrong
Well I’ve been there

Remember when?
Rock and roll was sacred in your world and on the street
The all night conversations with everyone you’d meet
When we dance and sing we are golden

Sunday morning service, records in your bed
Good for your soul, they feed your head

Round and round and round so slow
Feels so good you want to go
Round and round and round so slow
Shining on a deeper glow we’re home

Lost in translation
Missing information give me just one person please
Trying to find the forest inside of all these trees
When we dance and sing we are golden

Sunday morning service, records in your bed
Good for your soul, they feed your head

Round and round and round so slow
Feels so good you want to go
Round and round and round so slow
Where it stops we never know
Round and round and round so slow
Shining on a deeper glow we’re home

We’re home, we’re home, find home, we’re home

Sunday morning service, records in your bed
Good for your soul, they feed your head

Round and round and round so slow
Feels so good you want to go
Round and round and round so slow
Where it stops we never know
Round and round and round so slow
The sweetest grooves you ever know
Round and round and round so slow
Shining on a deeper glow we’re home
Round and round and round we’ll go
We’re home