The Record of Life (人生の針)

Romaji

I wish I knew the way to play the record of my life
Right in time with the songs everybody loves
I thought this time we’d find a way to make it work
But babe you won’t move an inch
The little cuts I made were bigger than I thought
Now that I can look back
Hey, you know I tried to adapt
Babe, you know I move with the pack
But now I got an itch I’m finding hard to scratch
God damn, I think I’m going crazy
Maybe that’s part of the plan
Forget not the warmth of my hand
All the looky-loos
They got eyes for you
In the safety of their home, they always do good
What I’m looking for
Is rare and high-priced
I guess I gotta search…
I wish I knew the way to play the record of my life
Right in time with the songs everybody loves
I thought this time we’d find a way to make it work
But babe you won’t move an inch
Pick it up then bring it back down now
Kinda far from a trendy beat to sample
Next door, hear the record, DJ play some more
Bring me back to that Sunday morning
Come and sing with me
Make a scratch
Come and laugh with me
Out of sync
I can’t believe
All the toxic around
Please feel free to speak without any reserve
Can anyone show me what to do? I think it’s what I need…
I wish I knew the way to play the record of my life
Right in time with the songs everybody loves
I thought this time we’d find a way to make it work
But babe you won’t move an inch
Every time I feel the fear of death
Like time is creeping up on me
I know to spin the wheel of life
I wonder if we’ll ever find a way to understand each other
I’ll see ya then
Babe when you’re wrong don’t you know
The world starts to spin the other way
And rotates to the other side
It doesn’t matter if it takes all the time
I’m waiting for your needle to drop on me
When it’s time to go, I’ll miss you so
Until the day we meet just know
I’ll dance alone