Steeped in Music

 
Attack the instrument
Like it’s your last breath

Get under the nails
Lift up the planks

Train steamroller
Across the tracks

Living your best life
Steeped in music

Me and PJJ approach
Give our ticket

Stamp on the back of the wrist
Says we can re-enter

Punk velvet on the stage
Thunders through our heart

As we descend
This  chick is fucking hot

With an axe to spare
Iggy Popping in
Underground Arts

Vodka and orange juice
But it’s all ice

PBR puts the train back on the  tracks
I can’t get her outta my mind

Leather punk attitude
Blue stones on the stage

Tell Auerbach it’s not parquet
Just to court your attention

All you need is guitar and drum
Maybe Roland has something to say
Or a drum track on a loop de loop

Want to clap my hands like a seal
Look around everyone is staring
Put flesh on flesh

Show them how we used to do it
Back in the Old day or Old City

Know how to rock out
Like a young man