Record Store

Step into the great outdoors After all it would be wrong to stay inside I know When the first chimney takes its chances And despite their branches all the leaves decide It's time to go And cover up the crimes Of the seasons passed before Every footpath leads into another footpath I can't find the place to stop The endless chore But it's time that I went visiting These guys I know who've bought themselves a shop A record store A humble hole in the wall Could you ever want for more? I'll be hanging in the record store Store Store Oh Do they find me annoying? My constant questions cloying? Oh I have seen you when your skies get overclouded And your eyes are breeding grounds For tears You could do worse than come on down To a place that's built to specialise in sounds For sore ears For years they'll search for other cures Your life's a film, who writes the score? I'll be hanging in the record store Store Store Oh What treasures in the shelves For he who searches, she who delves Astral physicists explain The mysteries that surround it But the record stays still While the world spins around it All the rest are vicious lies Callous and unfounded The record stays still While the world spins around it Yeah the record stays still While the world spins around it The record stays still While the world revolves around it --- Record Store - Darren Hanlon