Well it's 3 P.M.. Time to lug the gear. Gotta get it on the stage. My muscles flex, my fuckin' sweat will save the day. . When I check the mic. I fucka' check the mic.
Go!. . Rock is dead, rock is dead. Rock is dead, rock is dead. Talk to my friend, that's what he said. Is rock still around? No, rock is dead. It's all over, rock and roll is dead.
When The Pick of Destiny was released it was a bomb. And all the critics said that the D was done. The sun had set and the chapter had closed. But one thing no one thought about was the D would rise again.