Transistor Transistor Sweet William
If history has taught us anything
The future will misinterpret everything
So just don't try, it will be all right
This life ain't for the faint of heart
The blood I bleed is blood red and red hot
He's carved my name into the side walk
And breathed the smoke into my lungs and said
"Tell the other ship we are gone, we have built
The mothership... of tone!"
I ride shotgun on a broken guitar