Blood and Gore

I don't like CDs
I don't like store bought cassetts
8-tracks always sucked
but records are the best
Give me a 12 inch vinyl record
with a gatefold sleeve
throw in a poster
and you've made a sale to me

Don't take my records
I don't want no small CD
Bring back the records
I want something I can see
My little record player's lonely
records are all there is for me

Give me back my records
vinyl's the blood flowing through my veins
the CD/tape flood in the stores
wants to soak up my spare change
I don't wanna change my format
I'll keep the pops and skips
You guys wanna make your wallets fat
but you can shove it past your lips

And while I'm here -
there's just one more thing I'd like to say:

Tipper Gore you ugly whore
I can't relate to you
Go on and get you hair fixed
while your husbands balls turn blue
Then go and search your child's room
to find if what you've heard is true
Lord God! No! A record
that's offensive to you!

Don't rate my records
they weren't made for you
take your freedom wreckers
back to church, and congress too
You bitch don't rate my records
because what I say is true

Don't rate my records
we don't want your censorship
Take your freedom wreckers
and sew up your own lips
You bitch don't rate my records
you just might fall next time you slip