| A yellowed eight by ten in a ragged press kit folder
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| A tattered poster hanging on my bedroom wall
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| A snakeskin jacket in the back row of my closet
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| I can hear the echoes as the music rocks the hall
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| A bygone day in its grandeur and its glory
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| The scent of illegal incense in the air
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| Everyone i know has at least a few good stories
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| But if you recall the eighties — were you really there?
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| Hop aboard this laser beam — it’s eighties on my time machine
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| When rock was king
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| Zeppelin dropped the wrecking ball
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| Loverboy would lead the call — to keep rocking
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| These times are taller than the tale
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| You can’t exaggerate the power and the scale
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| When rock was king
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| Styx would rock the paradise — survivor saw with tiger’s eye
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| When rock was king
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| Motley crue and toto too — boston — kansas and mr. |
| mister
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| We lived the dream
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| Even though eighties are a triumph come and gone
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| The tenors of these times are singing strong
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| When rock was king
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| When ac/dc rock the sheds
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| Angus would take control
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| Ann wilson left the house in shreds — with heart
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| Stopping rock and roll
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| When rock was our religion
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| Big dreams — big hairs — big visions
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| Quiet riot felt the noise — 38 special were wild-eyed boys
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| When rock was king
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| Surrendering to the cheap trick — with reo and aerosmith
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| When got our wings
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| So climb aboard the starship — rainbow bound
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| This journey’s come full circle to the sound
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| When rock was king — when rock was king — when rock was king
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| Everything old is new again — when rock was king
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| Everything new is old again — when rock was king |