Festival of the Guitars

The era of my youth, played a new style Unusual too some, but it made one smile The back room would boom, to the new tune Being well clear, enjoyed though to soon Coming of age, we played on stage Wild free moment, had moved along Primed for this time, where we could fly But disappointment, to play this type of song Thought the ship had sailed, distant memory Underground we go, outcasts unite Fluoro dancers revel, dance about with glee Our heavy thunder rumbles, all through the night Still within time, to play our way Faithfull believers, listen listening it And then it happened, that sound they used to play Hit us like lightening, smells like teen spirit Festival, of the guitars Back with a vengeance, their sound returned California, jam offspring Honoring elders, patient reward earned For a big day out, the long hairs unite Couldn't believe our luck, that era is now ours Wild eyed revelers, mosh into the night Festival of guitars, it's all ours