Eric Burdon - Broken Records lyrics

Broken records on the ground Paris traffic spinning round and round So I stood there with James Brown A king in a cape of Saturn He's the man with the golden voice And for him there can be no real choise And the years of all the screaming fans Within the years of gladness For we are hungry for what is real There will always be a need for us to feel There will always be something beyond this Cold steel workaday world All computer systems go now And the beat is moving slower now But you stood there like a boxing pro And took off for the stars Cause there is one thing you should know now That your spirit can't be broken And the memory is so sweet To see you alive and kicking For we are hungry for what is real There will always be a need for us to feel There will always be something beyond this Cold steel workaday world This Cold Steel World