I don't care if I ever get back Or if my roommate is really addicted to smack i've got so much music that I keep on wax But my record player is broken
Well, I could walk to the Mobil, I could buy some beer It's my reward for living the last twenty-one years But nothing can reduce yours truly to tears Like when his record player is broken
The cars are screaming down Aloma Ave Earlier I heard two of them crash With opposing political stickeers on the back Now we know which one won the match (fucker.)
But I don't care if all the voting was rigged Or if all of UCF spontaneously bombs trig Or if you bought a bunch of pot, but it was all stems and twigs My record player is broken
If I took a bath, I'd just get dirty again If cleanliness is next to godliness I've been Living in my filth as well as living in sin Like a Bon Jovi single that bombed again
I don't care if the sun goes out Or if the Royal Tenenbaums plant a bunch of bean sprouts Dylan's got nothing in my room to sing about When my record player is brokenTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.