I've got a monochrome stratocaster,
and a crazy itch to play,
if i turn it up the sound will blast ya,
and you won't hear a word i say.
Six strings of musical thunder,
ripping throuth the marshall cabinet,
please ignore it if I make a blunder,
sure as hell some chords I will forget.
Rock an roll is what I need to bring,
so I'll crank it up to number eleven,
the windows rattle when I bend the string,
it's only then do I feel like I'm in heaven.
I've got a mean guitar,
six strings of steel,
I was told I'd go far,
by playing the way that I feel.
It's just one guitar it'll blow you away,
heavy metal music which feeds the soul,
that rock an roll thrash I just have to sway,
not even love can make me feel whole.