Like a Record Player The Lawrence Arms (Verse) I'm l[C]ike a record player [G]I keep going 'round [G]With the needle in my arm Making s[F]omeone else's sound And l[C]ately I've been dreaming Of b[G]lue and empty skies [G]But nothing like that Ever crosses r[F]ed and weary eyes I've been t[C]raveling with bottles I'm w[G]orking close with cans I'm sitting up for hours with my b[F]est friends in a van And they s[C]ay that this ain't living But I d[G]on't know what they mean [G]'Cause I don't fee (azchords.com)
