It starts off, a dark stage Then a beam of light, and you can
See me and my guitar
In the end of time,
There was a man who knew the road,
And the writing was written on the stone
A thin layer of fog comes in around my ankles, Roadies, this
Means dry ice We'll talk about this later
In the ancient time,
An artist led the way,
And no-one seemed to understand
Chimes Freddy
In his heart he knew,
That the artist must be true,
But The Legend Of The Rent was past due
Then Katie you come in with the Bass
Well you think you'll be just fine without me
BUT YOU'RE MINE
You think you can kick me out of the band
Then Zach you come in with a face melter
You're not hardcore,
Unless you live hardcore
That's when I want the Back up singers to be
like
You're not hardcore,
(No you're not hardcore)
Unless you live hardcore
(Unless you live hardcore)
And the legend, of the rent
WAS WAY HARDCORE!!!
That's all I've got so far It's a working progress