The Record Spins
Jack McKeown
Your eyes don't tell the truth no more
Your vows change in the breeze
The blueprints of a better world
Have brought us to our knees
Fiction turned reality
How did we end up here?
Fallen hopes and forgotten dreams
Our future's left unclear
The record spins, the needle skips!
The paint's not dry, it flakes and strips!
Down the line the standard slips!
The record spins, the needle skips!