Long Live Rock and Roll

I am just a poor guitar
Dustier day by day
you will play me once again
I can only pray.

My strings are so far out of tune
that if I tried to sing
It would cause a catastrophe
And make your eardrums sting.

How can I try to compete?
with zombies and diamond swords,
Or racing tracks, Ferraris,
and crazy, souped-up Fords?

I try to remind you
when you go to bed
Of the good old days when you played me
‘til your fingers bled!

Although you may believe
that those days are done
I know that you could make it happen
in the days to come.

“COME ON” I call to you.
I am still right here.
Play me! Play me! Play Me! Lift the roof!
There is nothing to fear!

Bam, Boom, BOW, Reeeeeeeeeeeeeee
Turn the amp up high!
Let me rock and roll this world
And take me to the sky.

So put down those computer games
And shut away your phone,
My super sonic sound waves
Are BAD TO THE BONE!
LONG LIVE ROCK AND ROLL