Turntables as I look at you
It gives my heart pause and wow
Silver gray case and Technics slip mats
Throwing down a new jam right now
When I bend the pitch bar lower
I’m slowing down the screw
Cut the needle on the one
Drop a new track on the two
The flickering red lights indicate
That the timing is on cue
I’m playing this music slow
Until the beats come all over you
The turntables are rock steady
Quartz locked with clean Concords
Getting up tomorrow morning
Going to buy more records
The bass is always too loud
Can’t make me turn the mix down
My 1200′s are so beautiful
As the kinky reggae pounds
