Hard Hitting Rock

Went to the record store When I was in sixth grade Took my lawn mowing money And you know I bought The Wall The day it came out and played it over and over Until my Mom she saw the art On the inside cover where the judge is an asshole When she took it I fell apart But then I found where she hid it and was back in business You know I turned it up loud It's been painful watching rock die Year after year by degrees I could bore you with the reasons why Pick your poison MTV Sony Napster the times Clear Channel the internet and whatever I'm forgetting So I went into hibernation And had a near death experience that became this record And now it's time to turn it up loud Bring back the rock and roll Hard hitting rock music clubs four bands deep To rattle our bones and wake us from this sleep It's time to turn it up loud