Ferrograph Blues
performed by Otis Marrow & The Tape Hiss

Verse 1
Got a reel-to-reel that won't stop turning,
got a tube amp humming, slowly burning.
I recorded my heart on a quarter-inch line,
and it played back crooked every time.

Chorus
These are the ferrograph blues,
nothing left to win or lose.
Just the wow and the flutter and the magnetic moan,
of a man and a machine, both alone.

Verse 2
Splice the tape where the chorus broke,
patch the silence with a word I spoke.
The needle's pinned in the red all night,
but a little distortion sounds about right.

Chorus
These are the ferrograph blues,
nothing left to win or lose.
Just the wow and the flutter and the magnetic moan,
of a man and a machine, both alone.

(All lyrics original and fictional.)