In the back of a record store
Piled up on the killing floor
Vinyl veterans who went to war
When they was in their teensIn the back of a record store
Piled up on the dirty floor
All the songs I'd love to hear
But I don't hear anymoreNow in the darkest hour
On the front all is not silent
But I can still hear
Chuck Berry's guitar screamI never wanted this to be true, no, no, no
I never wanted this
Wanted this for youIt's been deleted, baby
It's been deleted save me
It's been deleted from your worldBuddy Holly and the Big Bopper
Ritchie Valens, all my forefathers
All died for nothing
Or so it seemsIn the clubs the disco's still pumping
On the floor the kids are all humping
But I can't help but shed a tear
When Little Richard screamsI never wanted this to be true, no, no, no
I never wanted this
Wanted this for youIt's been deleted, baby
It's been deleted save me
It's been deleted from your worldIt's been deleted, baby
It's been deleted save me
It's been deleted from your worldI never wanted it to end like this
I never wanted it to end
Goodbye to my first kiss and hello loneliness
Goodbye my friendsIt's been deleted, baby
It's been deleted save me
It's been deleted from your worldIt's been deleted, baby
It's been deleted save me
It's been deleted from your worldIt's been deleted, baby
It's been deleted save me
It's been deleted from your worldIt's been deleted, baby
It's been deleted save me
It's been deleted from your worldYour world
Your world
Your world