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I hear records in my head everywhere that I goI've got records in my head spinning out of controlThey go round and around and againRound and around and againRound and around and oh yeahRecords in my headI hear records in my head everywhere that I goI've got records in my head spinning out of controlThey go round and around and againRound and around and againRound and around and oh yeahRecords in my headI'm pillow drumming on the sofaI keep on rocking past the codaAnd even if the world is endingAs I go out you'll hear me singingI don't feel no painWhen people make me madI don't hear a word they sayJust the sound of scratchesI hear records in my head everywhere that I goI've got records in my head spinning out of controlThey go round and around and againRound and around and againRound and around and oh yeahRecords in my headI feel RihannaI'm feeling LanaI feel NirvanaSo you can fuck off'Cause sometimes I don't want to dealNo one cares what I think or feelPeel off the plastic, smell the vinylFor me it's like a Holy BibleI don't feel no pain'Cause I got my NovocaineWhen people make me madI don't hear a word they sayJust the sound of scratchesI hear records in my head everywhere that I goI've got records in my head spinning out of controlThey go round and around and againRound and around and againRound and around and oh yeahRecords in my headI feel RihannaI'm feeling LanaI feel NirvanaSo you can fuck offThey go round and around and againRound and around and againRound and around and oh yeahRecords in my head
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