I must admit I've got this audio addiction
It's a serious affliction it's a life support system
I'd do most anything for the spiritual nutrition
That I find when I am lost inside my compact disk collection
I walk into work with my Walkman hair
A little disheveled and recessed from ear to ear
Might look a little funny but I do not care
With my soundtrack in my head I've got nothing to fear
I've gotta say I woke up blue but now I'm feeling born anew
Suspended in the phrases of a didgeridoo
Finding that song was like falling in love
I floated off the ground and I kissed the sky above
I am a slave To the audio wave
You scammers and you pushers and you street preachers
You snake oil salesmen and similar creatures
Keep in mind you might as well consider me dead
I'm in a world apart with these phones on my head
My audio addiction sends me on a mission
My Walkman and I we're going CD fishing
We're hanging out a lot around these record stores
Hey hey there Mister Virgin have you got a little more of that