Recording Gold

B-b-b-b-back when things were running smooth

Yeah this place was pretty grand

Animations were coming through

Yeah things worked just as planned

But that was back when Joey Drew

Was a sane and friendly man

But ink wrapped around Joey's heart

And grabbed him by the hand

Oh

Down to the cellar

Where not a soul could be found

Whispering in his ear

No speaking aloud

The ink demon was clever

His smile was a shroud

Proved no one could be trusted

And yet they still loved him

You gotta sing

Keep singing

Don't let that tempo slow down

Ignore the monsters closing in

Oh we're recording gold now

Play band

Stand your ground

Don't let that tempo slow down

This might be our final gig

But we're recording gold now

Poor old Sammy Lawrence

He's the one to lead the band

Writing all the music was the job of just one man

Orchestrating alone

No one writes songs like he can

Going insane guided by the inky demon hand

The ink is all around you

There's nothing that you can do

To scared to even try to move

Oh no

Oh no

Surrounded in the studio

Is this the way I really go?

Oh is this record worth my soul?

Oh no

Oh no

You gotta sing

Keep singing

Don't let that tempo slow down

Ignore the monsters closing in

Oh we're recording gold now

Play band

Stand your ground

Don't let that tempo slow down

This might be our final gig

But we're recording gold now

Well well well

With sacrifice

To the inky demon

Comes our salvation

From this inky prison

You gotta sing

Keep singing

Don't let that tempo slow down

Ignore the monsters closing in

Oh we're recording gold now

Play band

Stand your ground

Don't let that tempo slow down

This might be our final gig

But we're recording gold now

Don't let that tempo slow

Recording gold now

Don't let that tempo slow

We're recording

Stand your ground

Don't let that tempo slow

Re-Recording gold now

Don't let that tempo slow

We're recording gold now!