Songtekst van Bombs Over Providence: Broken Records

Broken Records


Well, it was all roses and wine circa 1999
Back when my mentors spoke through headphones and my victories all had soundtracks
I'm only getting back there just today
By the good graces of those to whom I ache to say "Thanks for playing the way you play"

''cause all I stand for are these broken records
And all I stand for are these broken records

You know what? Screw the kids
Screw the battles I won't win due to the condescending ways by which I try to promote change
Because when all is said, My heroes are all dead,
Save for those precious few who stayed as strong as the backbones of their protest songs

Just when that needle hits the groove, walls shake, floors break, this body moves
The smoky nightclubs are where I grew in 4/4 time
Revolt, resist, and press repeat, I'm fighting with my tapping feet
This time, this song, they're mine
The local halls where I grew a spine

I came alive again tonight watching the great blow minds
Simply by taking the time to convince us we're in a mismatches fight
You know I wouldn't change a thing
To have grown up this way, nothing will ever be the same, nor could I go back to quieter days

Just when that needle hits the groove, walls shake, floors break, this body moves
The smoky nightclubs are where I grew up in 4/4 time
Revolt, resist, and press repeat, I'm fighting with my tapping feet
This time, this song, they're mine
The local halls where I grew a spine
And heart And eyes And a tongue to cut 'em all down to size

You must excuse these tired lines, but they've always suited me fine
I get what it means to gamble hard, to flirt with losing all but heart
Got a dancehall putsch? Hey, you know I'm in it
All for 78 revolutions a minute

Just when that needle hits the groove, walls shake, floors break, this body moves
The smoky nightclubs are where I grew up in 4/4 time
Revolt, resist, and press repeat, I'm fighting with my tapping feet
This time, this song, they're mine
The local halls where I grew a spine
And heart And eyes And a tongue to cut 'em all down to size

This time, this song, they're mine, all mine
They're ours







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