Lyrics

33 RPM In An iPhone World

He was voted most likely to OD
Class of nineteen seventy-three
And he did his best to prove their prediction right
Dabbled for a while with domestic life
But a few bad breaks and a few ex-wives
Brought him back to a basement apartment bartending at night
Loves his flamed maple Les Paul but most of all
He loves his record collection on the living room wall

He says, "You can't roll a doobie on a download
There's nothing to look at, to read, or to hold
They don't know how to write or record 'em like that anymore"
He loves to drop the vinyl on the spindle and give it a whirl
He's living 33 RPM in an iPhone world

Still doing most the things that he used to do
Lives right on the edge cause he likes the view
But he made some concessions for the 21st century
Got a satellite dish but no internet
Bought a cell phone and refuses to text
Swimming hard upstream just to stay where he used to be
He's the most happy sitting in his room
Taking a trip to the dark side of the moon

He says, "You can't roll a doobie on a download
There's nothing to look at, to read, or to hold
They don't know how to write or record 'em like that anymore"
He loves to drop the vinyl on the spindle and give it a whirl
He's living 33 RPM in an iPhone world

He gets a look on his face when he turns it up
He says, "It's only too loud if your music sucks"

He says, "You can't roll a doobie on a download
There's nothing to look at, to read, or to hold
They don't know how to write or record 'em like that anymore"
He loves to drop the vinyl on the spindle and give it a whirl
He's living 33 RPM in an iPhone world

© Roy Holdren
flatbilly@aol.com