♪ I hear records in my head Everywhere that I go. ♪ ♪ I've got records in my head Spinning out of control. ♪ ♪ They go round and around and again Round and around and again. ♪ ♪ Round and around and, oh yeah. Records in my head? ♪ ♪ I hear records in my head Everywhere that I go. I've got records in my head. Spinning out of control. ♪ ♪ They go round and around and again. Round and around and again. Round and around and, oh yeah. Records in my head? ♪ ♪ I'm pillow drumming on the sofa. I keep on rocking past the coda. And even if the world is ending. As I go out you'll hear me singing. ♪ ♪ I don't feel no pain when people make me mad. I don't hear a word they say. Just the sound of scratches. ♪ ♪ I hear records in my head Everywhere that I go. I've got records in my head. Spinning out of control. They go round and around and again. Round and around and again. Round and around and, oh yeah. Records in my head? ♪ ♪ I feel the honor. I'm feeling honor. I feel the honor. So you can go. ♪ ♪ Cause sometimes I don't wanna deal. No one cares what I think or feel. Peel off the plastic, smell the vinyl. For me it's like a holy bible. ♪ ♪ I don't feel no pain. Cause I got my Novocaine. When people make me mad. I don't hear a word they say. Just the sound of scratches. ♪ ♪ I hear records in my head Everywhere that I go. I've got records in my head. Spinning out of control. They go round and around and again. Round and around and again. Round and around and, oh yeah. Records in my head? ♪ ♪ I feel the honor. I'm feeling honor. I feel the honor. So you can go. ♪ ♪ They go round and around and again. Round and around and again. Round and around and, oh yeah. Records in my head? ♪