03-30-2013, 09:32 PM
Raw Rockstars
Standing on stage in skin tight jeans,
black leather belt and rips in the knees.
Long black hair swept over his face,
tunes the top string of an ibanez bass.
And they don’t care if they rise or fall, that’s fine
The sounds so raw moving in their own time
Shadow bound lads sets up the sound,
Plenty of friends still hanging around.
Goes to the bar to get a round of drinks
know they’ll go far but what if they blink.
And they don’t care if they rise or fall, that’s fine
The sounds real raw moving in their own time
Latest songs, thrashed out to please
played to perfection with a casual ease.
With every cheer their confidence grows,
already rock stars that nobody knows.
And they don’t care if they rise or fall, that’s fine
The sounds real raw moving in their own time
With every cheer their confidence grows, it grows
already rock stars that nobody knows.
Standing on stage in skin tight jeans,
black leather belt and rips in the knees.
Last year’s hair cut swept over his face,
tunes the top string of an Ibanez bass.
Shadow bound dad sets up the sound,
feels slightly awkward hanging around.
Pint in one hand camera in the other,
late last night making CD covers.
Band laugh and joke with nervous smiles,
new work is ready and this is the trial.
Beer and shouts half fill the room,
snare drum taps, let’s hope they’re in tune.
Latest songs, thrashed out on settees,
played to perfection with casual ease.
With every cheer their confidence grows,
already rock stars
that nobody knows.
Standing on stage in skin tight jeans,
black leather belt and rips in the knees.
Long black hair swept over his face,
tunes the top string of an ibanez bass.
And they don’t care if they rise or fall, that’s fine
The sounds so raw moving in their own time
Shadow bound lads sets up the sound,
Plenty of friends still hanging around.
Goes to the bar to get a round of drinks
know they’ll go far but what if they blink.
And they don’t care if they rise or fall, that’s fine
The sounds real raw moving in their own time
Latest songs, thrashed out to please
played to perfection with a casual ease.
With every cheer their confidence grows,
already rock stars that nobody knows.
And they don’t care if they rise or fall, that’s fine
The sounds real raw moving in their own time
With every cheer their confidence grows, it grows
already rock stars that nobody knows.
Standing on stage in skin tight jeans,
black leather belt and rips in the knees.
Last year’s hair cut swept over his face,
tunes the top string of an Ibanez bass.
Shadow bound dad sets up the sound,
feels slightly awkward hanging around.
Pint in one hand camera in the other,
late last night making CD covers.
Band laugh and joke with nervous smiles,
new work is ready and this is the trial.
Beer and shouts half fill the room,
snare drum taps, let’s hope they’re in tune.
Latest songs, thrashed out on settees,
played to perfection with casual ease.
With every cheer their confidence grows,
already rock stars
that nobody knows.
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