كلمات Last Of The New Wave Riders

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)