Every true rocker started along the lines of jack shit.
A way to the top devil's child and electric strings started jah mosh pit.
A Zeppelin flight paved the Gibson era.
Devil horns gave recognition to its rooted mean of what's fair to yah?
But Rock N' Roll prevailed to intricate love.
The disco era put a little funk back into a revolted jam that pressed what's above.
But the rebel punk crew put the passion back in the hair and shoes.
Anarchy, the quick fight back unto all the unpaid dues.
It's sound got lost upon a grunge reputation.
But a little Nirvana always held up the essence of any good ol' creation.
But the radio always killed the innovation of a new delight.
Rock was just for radio heads, high and dry it's existence deemed a fright.
I was an Audioslave and saw how Cornell held up the stone.
That Rock N' Roll was still worth cruising to and that melody rocked any bone.
Independence found its way to the art and the scene that brought on hipster.
I guess with a little Modest Mouse alongside true Ferdinand can get you to want to ditch her.
Rock was destined for a more of smoothe Santanna like Jane's Addiction.
Rock always rode the high road it got given up to the right friction.
Metal heads pressed it's Kiss like nature.
But pop idols gave it back to the beatle for a better picture.
Alternative sang soul, but always washed the sound into a dull mix.
But a seven nation army rocking whites stripes came back with a righteous fix.
I guess a new-age duo was all that was necessary to bring forth the right gifts.
Some Black Keys and Arctic Monkeys held onto the right riffs.
But when Jack White went solo a little pun played back his name.
You'll be asking for all the Jack White when my sounds bump up your game.
A friend could have called this before me, I just concur.
A jam with no lyricism that truly feels it all. Is truly a jam worth jamming to.
Rock always rode the high road it got given up to the right friction.
Metal heads pressed it's Kiss like nature.
But pop idols gave it back to the beatle for a better picture.
Alternative sang soul, but always washed the sound into a dull mix.
But a seven nation army rocking whites stripes came back with a righteous fix.
I guess a new-age duo was all that was necessary to bring forth the right gifts.
Some Black Keys and Arctic Monkeys held onto the right riffs.
But when Jack White went solo a little pun played back his name.
You'll be asking for all the Jack White when my sounds bump up your game.
A friend could have called this before me, I just concur.
A jam with no lyricism that truly feels it all. Is truly a jam worth jamming to.
Robert Plant Influence Most Definitely
Gothic style, a soulful denial
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