Still got my moustache, but I shaved my beard.
Didn't want to do it, but the thing got weird.
Now the birds are homeless, or so it would appear;
And the ladies are looking like it's hot in here.
Throw down the monkey, turn loose the jones;
Ramp up the rhythm, put down your phones.
We tightened up the act, we cranked up the show;
Supercharged the music, now all systems go.
Laid down the bass, all funky and low;
Turned up my amp as far as it would go.
Gonna raise some hell, gonna shake my stuff;
You know it's just as well, I can't get enough.
Got a world full of hate, can't watch the news;
Learned a lot in school, darn little I could use.
I work hard all day, pay my fair share of dues.
Is it any wonder I sing like I've got nothing to lose?
Still count my blessings, don't get me wrong;
Got one sweet woman, and I've got my song.
I want to change the world, want to spread some love;
Might need to push, might need to shove.
Gonna raise my fist, gonna scream and shout;
A night not to be missed is what it's all about.
