Real Drums
Ultimate Fakebook
I bought your record, and I fell crestfallen
By the borrowed blisters of an old time zone
'Cuz I remember when the back beat wasn't programmed in
And heroes were still human and messed up
And they rocked on real drums
And they rocked on real drums
Don't let this carry on, dear son
Real drums forever
I guess I can't say much, 'cuz you got me dancin'
But if this ain't new disco, it sure as hell comes close
And I'll smile if you win, but now you've got me wondering
If this means you're inspired or washed up
And they rocked on real drums
And they rocked on real drums
Don't let this carry on, dear son
Real drums forever
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