Lyrics

In the back of a record store Piled up on the killing floor Vinyl veterans who went to war When they was in their teens In the back of a record store Piled up on the dirty floor All the songs I'd love to hear But I don't hear anymore Now in the darkest hour On the front all is not silent But I can still hear Chuck Berry's guitar scream I never wanted this to be true No, no, no I never wanted this... Wanted this for you It's been deleted baby It's been deleted maybe It's been deleted from your world Buddy Holly and the Big Bopper Ritchie Valens, all my forefathers All died for nothing Or so it seems In the clubs the disco's still pumping On the floor the kids are all humping But I can't help but shed a tear When Little Richard screams I never wanted it to end like this I never wanted it to end Goodbye to my first kiss Hello loneliness Goodbye my friends