Circle in a Square

It’s a bird, it’s a plane, have you heard
I’m gonna play a record on the Hi Fi

Analog, outta date, antiquate
The echo of a generation gone by

In the mind of one so young
You replay it, relive it
A circle in a square

Sacred rite, black as night, turn me on,
So I can be reminded of my first love

Hey Mr. Newton, Sir,
put another nickel in the juke box electric
It sings to me, plays to my very soul
And didn’t I hear you say,
with every motion, there’s a counterpoint at play
It’s added ten years to my lifej
Just by turnin’ up the volume louder
Hey Mr. Newton, Sir,
put another nickel in the juke box electric
The gravity’s pushing and pulling me higher and higher

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