The last of the new wave riders Will be the first of the new age masters Pick up your arms was the call So I packed up my Fender and ran down the hall Back to the fields and forests Now I am one of them "Turn on the power" cried the army of sound And the hum of the amps shook the trees and the ground And like a single man we cranked up the knobs And a thousand guitars sang our national anthem We captured the whole human race There was nowhere to hide, playing filled every space Jamming the world back into place Everyone a star We hit the supreme overload And the great amplifier began to explode The smoke is slowly clearing away And the whole universe is a giant guitar (Here comes that silver surfer now)
Utopia: Adventures In Utopia
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