I'm six foot two and a dying breed
a lingering spark that needs some gasoline
when the spark hits the fuel and ignites the blaze
i'll rise from the ashes up on to the stage
broken records sit on my shelf
but a broken heart lies within myself
I don't care to see my name in lights
i'd rather be the soundtrack to your bar room fights

it's the heart and the soul of the sun record sound
that record keeps spinning around and around
don't you tell me to turn it down
until you put me and my guitar in the ground

I picked up a guitar at a tender age
slaved away like a rat in a cage
learned a couple chords learned to sing from the heart
thought I was off to a damn good start
then it dawned on me I'd never have a hit
cause what I hear on the radio sounds like ****
so I looked underground to the punk rock scene
forget your mainstream radio and your silver screens

it's the heart and the soul of the punk rock sound
from England to the velvet underground
don't you tell me to turn it down
until you put me and my guitar in the ground



it's the heart and the soul of the rock and roll sound
from new York city to London town
don't you tell me to turn it down
until you put me and my guitar in the ground