The sounds in High Fidelity are my personal luxury The songs I love are the ska songs that Melt Banana are covering You can't have a turntable when you live in a van X would have to pimp my ride, that's something I can't plan So now I'll have to listen to my compact disk And hope that all my, they are not at risk I miss my paradise, my vinyl paradise The music that I make you is for your ass to shake to 'Cause something was lost along the way All the girls at the shows They cry but don't have a bloody nose Yeah, something was lost along the way So I'll record a song upon a compact disc 'Cause pressing it on a record is too much of a risk now