I woke up and I felt a breeze
the dreams I had weren't ones of ease
I girl in ache, gagging out her guts
I washed my hands, put the record on

I put the record on

Early morning on saturday
the game ain't over, it's time to play
walked up to the open fridge,
cos battle buddy gave an itch

Gramophone, got knocked off too
Gramophone
Gramophone, got knocked off too
Gramophone


A full glass and I raised toast,
to glamour days you loved the most
now your friends are all buttoned up
but who's to say when it's time stop

now who's living up

Keep on rocking Paul and Gene
till there's someone I can be
my gramophone's all full of dust
but cold beaver gave some luck


Gramophone, got knocked off too
Gramophone
Gramophone, got knocked off too
Gramophone


Gramophone, got knocked off too
Gramophone
Gramophone, got knocked off too
Gramophone