All through the night they begin to take shape
From the crack of the vinyl to the hiss of the tape
Play and record held down together
Tabs pushed off so you can’t tape over it ever

Just a couple of friends hanging out with each other
We started to swap tapes to soundtrack our summer
Tapes that are full of the things we can’t say
To each other during the day

It can’t be just me that’s working it out
These songs that we’ve chosen and what they’re about
Are we after the same thing? Am I crossing a line?
I’m checking the lyrics I’m pressing rewind

All through the night they begin to take shape
From the crack of the vinyl to the hiss of the tape
These songs won’t see the sun any time soon
Under the cover of headphones and for the privacy of bedrooms

All the best pop songs are girl meets boy
And there wasn’t one song that I didn’t enjoy
But I lacked confidence when I was young
So things didn’t work out the way they get sung

Play and record held down together
Tabs pushed off so you can’t tape over it ever
A couple of friends hanging out with each other
Just swapping songs to soundtrack our summer

© Art Brut