Drum on your dreams, hit on the stampede
Croon in the wilderness the sea rock sand
Paint with your beats
The force within to shamelessly bleed
Unwind like the daisies of summer, rock on
In your ninja pants and wound your drums
Till your flesh is green
Cradle in the nest of your seductive mountain eagle,
Writhe and transfer the desires within, weave your music
Like bottle-birds build her rummy castle
you drummer, bang all that, that
seduces you in the fall of night and the wake of light
-make your neighbours fee
lA rockstar is a nature’s freak
Bang , Bang, Bang, whip the skin
Till the cry is loud enough to please
Lanterns soft and deep like the weather on your face
And the forest beyond that river, where
Men and musicians are synonymous
And we’ll jam till hours bleak, old and weak
Till the wine evaporates
And we’ll cease to live
But in the strings of guitar
The face of bass drum
And the throat of cymbals..
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