Let There Be Rock

Dropped acid, Blue Oyster Cult concert, fourteen years old

And I thought them lasers were a spider chasing me.

On my way home, got pulled over in Rogersville Alabama,

with a half-ounce of weed and a case of Sterling Big Mouth.

My buddy Gene was driving, he just barely turned sixteen.

And I'd like to say, "I'm sorry", but we lived to tell about it

And we lived to do a whole lot more crazy, stupid shit.

And I never saw Lynyrd Skynyrd but I sure saw Molly Hatchet

With .38 Special and the Johnny Van Zant Band.

One night when I was seventeen,

I drank a fifth of vodka on an empty

stomach, then drove over to a friend's house

And I backed my car between his parents' Cadillacs without a scratch.

Then crawled to the back door and slithered

through the key hole, and sneaked up the stairs

And puked in the toilet.

I passed out and nearly drowned but his sister, DD, pulled me out.

And I never saw Lynyrd Skynyrd but I sure saw Molly Hatchet

And the band that I was in played "The Boys are Back in Town".

Skynyrd was set to play Huntsville, Alabama,

in the spring of 77, I had a ticket but it got cancelled.

So, the show, it was rescheduled for the "Street Survivors Tour".

And the rest, as they say, is history.

So I never saw Lynyrd Skynyrd but I sure

saw Ozzy Osbourne with Randy Rhoads in 82

Right before that plane crash.

With Bon Scott singing,"Let There Be Rock Tour"

With Bon Scott singing, LET THERE BE ROCK!