Vinyl Paradise

The sounds in High Fidelity are my personal luxury
 The songs I love are the ska songs that Melt Banana are covering
 You can't have a turntable when you live in a van
 X would have to pimp my ride, that's something I can't plan
 So now I'll have to listen to my compact disk
 And hope that all my, they are not at risk
 I miss my paradise, my vinyl paradise
 The music that I make you is for your ass to shake to
 'Cause something was lost along the way
 All the girls at the shows
 They cry but don't have a bloody nose
 Yeah, something was lost along the way
 So I'll record a song upon a compact disc
 'Cause pressing it on a record is too much of a risk now