Record Machine Songtext
von Melanie

Someday I′ll be an old record
A picture of what once had been
Someday I'll be an old song
That they heard in a dream
Or a record machine

Someday I′ll be an old fashion
With ideas as dated as yours
Someday they'll laugh at our hair
And the clothes that we wore
Like we all laughed before


Someday there'll be no dividers
No preconceived notions or walls
Old, young, all colors and sexes
Uniting us all
Ah, let′s tear down the walls

Someday we′ll all be together
In life and in death and as friends
Just like this old record goes 'round
And it plays past the end
′Til they play it again

Someday I'll be an old record
A picture of what once had been
Someday I′ll be an old song
That they heard in a dream
Or a record machine


Or a record machine (Ooh)
Or a record machine (Ooh)
Or a record machine (Ooh)
Or a record machine (Ooh)
Or a record machine