Have you heard my broken record? (Remastered)

[Verse 1] When I play my record old no one wants to stay too long They’re all cold and rigid folks They can’t warm up to the beat Ah, but I will never quit! I spend endless days and nights spinning broken tracks and grooves just to hear another skip. [Chorus] Have you heard my broken rec—Have you heard my broken rec— Have you heard my broken rec— Have you heard my broken rec— Have you heard my broken rec— Have you heard my broken rec— Have you heard my record yet? [Verse 2] When I crank my gramophone all my best friends have to go. They can’t stay for one more song? What is wrong with pops and skips? Why can’t people hear the beat? Are they really that uptight? [Chorus] Have you heard my broken rec—Have you heard my broken rec— Have you heard my broken rec— Have you heard my broken rec— Have you heard my broken rec— Have you heard my broken rec— Have you heard my record yet? [Verse 3] Apple drops and MP3s can’t compare with vinyl gold. LP magic at its best makes the others sound so bad. Eight-track tapes and old cassettes: Where are they now? Can it be? They’re with walkmans and CDs while my old discs spin away? [Chorus] Have you heard my broken rec—Have you heard my broken rec— Have you heard my broken rec— Have you heard my broken rec— Have you heard my broken rec— Have you heard my broken rec— Have you heard my record yet? [Verse 4] Download streaming music now? Why should I leave analog for the curse of digital? Why would I give up this bliss for a moment when black discs put the swing back in my days? Playin’ records is my thing pops and skips are where it’s at. [Scat singing] [Chorus] Have you heard my broken rec—Have you heard my broken rec— Have you heard my broken rec— Have you heard my broken rec— Have you heard my broken rec— Have you heard my broken rec— Have you heard my record yet? [Outro] You heard, but did not listen. You don’t know what you’re missing. Tell ya what, I’ll spin it up Then you’ll hear it if you can.