With crackles and pops the record spins,
Grooves rotate holding the needle in Flecks of dust rise in the air, Despite the plastic being stored with care The waving arm tracks the pitch, Transferring signals to the switch Despite the flaws the sound is crisp, Bass is deep and voice no lisp The music is warm not digitally clean, That's vinyl sound, that's what we mean. |
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