WHEN I GO DOWNTOWN
TO SEE A BAND
I WANT TO HEAR THE SOUND
OF MICROPHONES SQUEALING
THE BAND SO CLOSE
YOU CAN HEAR THEM
BREATHING ON EACH OTHER;
I WANNA SEE THEM PLAY
TOGETHER AS ONE
FOR EVERYONE
THE TUBE AMPS HISSING
LIKE GREASE ON A GRILL

OVER DRIVEN
OVER LOADED
DOUBLE BASS
THUMPING LOUDLY
SNARE DRUM
BUZZING LIKE A BEE…

RATTLE SNAKE SHAKE
RATTLE AND ROLL
NO BIG HAIR
BARE-CHESTED SINGERS
STRUTTING ‘CROSS THE FLOOR;
NO SLUTTY WOMEN
WEARING BARELY A STITCH
I WANT MY SINGERS
FULLY CLOTHED
WITH VOCAL CORDS
THE SIZE OF BASEBALLS!!

OVER DRIVEN
OVER LOADED
DOUBLE BASS
THUMPING LOUDLY
SNARE DRUM
BUZZING LIKE A BEE…

JUST PLAY THE GOD DAMN
SONG ALREADY
NO EXPLOSIONS
ARE NECESSARY;
I DON’T NEED
NO FOG MACHINES
OR DANCE ROUTINES
OR MOVIE QUEENS
NO LASER SHOW
WILL MAKE YOU
SOUND ANY GOOD

OVER DRIVEN
OVER LOADED
DOUBLE BASS
THUMPING LOUDLY
SNARE DRUM
BUZZING LIKE A BEE…