| Dropped acid, Blue Oyster Cult concert, fourteen years old
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| And I thought them lasers were a spider chasing me
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| On my way home, got pulled over in Rogersville Alabama
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| With a half-ounce of weed and a case of Sterling Big Mouth
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| My buddy Gene was driving, he just barely turned sixteen
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| And I’d like to say, «I'm sorry», but we lived to tell about it
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| And we lived to do a whole lot more crazy, stupid shit
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| And I never saw Lynyrd Skynyrd but I sure saw Molly Hatchet
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| With .38 Special and the Johnny Van Zant Band
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| One night when I was seventeen, I drank a fifth of vodka
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| On an empty stomach, then drove over to a friend’s house
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| And I backed my car between his parents' Cadillacs without a scratch
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| Then crawled to the back door and slithered through the key hole
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| And sneaked up the stairs, and puked in the toilet
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| I passed out and nearly drowned but his sister, Deedee, pulled me out
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| And I never saw Lynyrd Skynyrd but I sure saw Molly Hatchet
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| And the band that I was in played «The Boys are Back in Town»
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| Skynyrd was set to play Huntsville, Alabama
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| In the spring of '77, I had a ticket but it got cancelled
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| So, the show, it was rescheduled for the «Street Survivors Tour»
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| And the rest, as they say, is history
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| So I never saw Lynyrd Skynyrd but I sure saw Ozzy Osbourne
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| With Randy Rhoads in '82 Right before that plane crash
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| And I never saw Lynyrd Skynyrd but I sure saw AC/DC
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| With Bon Scott singing, «Let There Be Rock Tour»
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| With Bon Scott singing, «Let There Be Rock Tour»
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| With Bon Scott singing, «LET THERE BE ROCK!» |