Mama said turn that hell bent rock n’ roll noise down
You ain’t gonna listen to that garbage in this house
So when the lights went out I’d sneak those headphones on
Sing along in my head to all those rebel songs
The Stones and The Band yeah the drink in my hand
that yeah hold on to it
to and to Heaven
Up to 11 in Daddy’s Buick
my and right it
Thank Music
all summer $50 pawn shit guitar
And was enough to let us be garage band stars
We bad we loud had all the saying
Turn off out but we playing
The Stones and The Band yeah the drink in my hand
that yeah hold on to it
to and to Heaven
Up to 11 therapeutic
my and right it
Thank Music
The Stones and The Band yeah the drink in my hand
that yeah hold on to it
to and to Heaven
Up to 11 and that’s when knew it
Saved my and right it
And still high when listen to it
Thank Music
That damned Music
Thank Music
