Recording gold/ Ck9C

Back when things were running smoothYeah this place was pretty grandAnimations were coming throughYeah things worked just as plannedBut that was back when Joey DrewWas a sane and friendly manBut ink wrapped around Joey's heartAnd grabbed him by the handOhDown to the cellarWhere not a soul could be foundWhispering in his earNo speaking aloudThe ink demon was cleverHis smile was a shroudProved no one could be trustedAnd yet they still loved him

You gotta singKeep singingDon't let that tempo slow downIgnore the monsters closing inOh we're recording gold nowPlay bandStand your groundDon't let that tempo slow downThis might be our final gigBut we're recording gold now

Poor old Sammy LawrenceHe's the one to lead the bandWriting all the music was the job of just oneManOrchestrating aloneNo one writes song like he canGoing insane guided by the inky demon hand

The ink is all around youThere's nothing that you can doToo scared to even try to moveOh noOh noSurrounded in the studioIs this the way I really go?Oh is this record worth my soulOh noOh no

You gotta singKeep singingDon't let that tempo slow downIgnore the monsters closing inOh we're recording gold nowPlay bandStand your groundDon't let that tempo slow downThis might be our final gigBut we're recording gold now

Well well wellWith sacrificeTo the inky demonComes our salvationFrom this inky prison

You gotta singKeep singingDon't let that tempo slow downIgnore the monsters closing inOh we're recording gold nowPlay bandStand your groundDon't let that tempo slow downThis might be our final gigBut we're recording gold now

Don't let that tempo slowRecording gold nowDon't let that tempo slowWe're recordingStand your groundDon't let that tempo slowRe-Recording gold nowDon't let that tempo slowWe're recording gold now!