I stand again, in my room
smashing up my record collection
the fragments falling around my feet
pick it up, kick it to this
I'll stitch it back together to find a new sound
to fit the myriad ways in which it changes
and billows around me
pick it up, kick it to this
in the streets, millions gather.
in the streets, millions gather.
pick it up, kick it to this.
pick it up, kick it to this.
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