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Re-Cycled Vinyl Blues

Neil Innes
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Excuse me, I'd like to make a hit record Certainly, sir, did you bring any old records with you? Well, no, why? Well, you see, we can't possibly make any new Records unless we've got some old ones to melt down Good heavens, bad as that, is it? 'Fraid so, sir Take good care of my baby What was that? Oh, take no notice, that was just a bit of An old record that was used to make this one Good grief I got the recycled vinyl blues I got Tchaikovsky and the Blue Suede Shoes Jumpin' in the same spiral groove I got the recycled vinyl blues I'm dreaming of a white Christmas One day, as I was walking along I had a great idea, I thought I'd write a hit song Make a little money from a happy tune (Carolina moon) And there it goes again, it makes me wanna cry The recycled vinyl just won't die (She wears red feathers and a hoody-hooey skirt) I got the recycled vinyl blues I got Tchaikovsky and the Blue Suede Shoes Jumpin' in the same old groove I got the recycled vinyl blues I'm only halfway to paradise Some people dig the good life, some dig the latest sound Some people just dig up the world, there's money underground They dig out all the copper, uranium, and zinc But I could really dig it if they'd only stop to think Now, everybody knows you have to put back what you take Who'd ride a rollercoaster if they knew it had no brake? It took a million years for us to crawl out from the sea Five'll get you ten, they can't recycle you or me Who wants to be a millionaire? I don't I got the recycled vinyl blues I got Tchaikovsky and the Blue Suede Shoes Jumpin' in the same spiral groove I got the recycled vinyl blues I got the recycled vinyl blues I got Tchaikovsky and the Blue Suede Shoes Boppin' in the same spiral groove I got the recycled vinyl blues