In the golden days of vinyl and flame
I spun the records that gave me a name
Late nights were magic with microphone charm
Echoes of laughter no need for alarm
Back then the charts were our sacred creed
With every spin we planted seeds
I was the voice in the midnight haze
The soundtrack of countless rebellious days
On Nostalgia FM I play the past
Songs that remind us good times last
Memories dancing in frequencies always stand
Voices of legends in a long-gone band
Distant frequencies the airwaves call
I'm tap dancing in that radio hall
With a cigarette burning and the neon gleam
Those were the days now lost in a dream
The whisper of static the songs played true
I'd talk to the night when the world was new
A time machine in rhythm and blues
All of the sorrows the airwaves would use
On Nostalgia FM I play the past
Songs that remind us good times last
Memories dancing in frequencies always stand
Voices of legends in a long-gone band
On Nostalgia FM I play the past
Songs that remind us good times last
Memories dancing in frequencies always stand
Voices of legends in a long-gone band
On Nostalgia FM I play the past
Songs that remind us good times last
Memories dancing in frequencies always stand
Voices of legends in a long-gone band