Bulletboys - The Show lyrics

"Let me entertain you" rang through my head I was a reckless child aAnd I did what he said People came from miles around Just to hear the sound that was tearing up the town (Maybe you're an icon, maybe you're a hard on) Or maybe you're a god (Maybe you're an icon, maybe you're a hard on) Or maybe a dog The next batter up was a man A scary man with the golden hands He brought his axe to bury the tracks No mortal man could follow his act (Maybe you're an icon, maybe you're a hard on) Or maybe you're a god You can't refrain From going insane It's what you want to do (Maybe you're an icon, maybe you're a hard on) Or maybe you're a god (Maybe you're an icon, maybe you're a hard on) Maybe a god Now that rock n' roll's in the palm of our hands We take it to the people every chance that we can We are the party that never ends Live by these words until we meet again You can't refrain From going insane It's what you want to do Do Do Do Do (Maybe you're an icon, maybe you're a hard on) Or maybe you're a god (Maybe you're an icon, maybe you're a hard on) Or maybe you're a god (Maybe you're an icon, maybe you're a hard on) Or maybe you're a god (Maybe you're an icon, maybe you're a hard on) Maybe a god Whoa, it's time for the show babe N-n-n-n-no no no Whoa, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Time for the show Aha-ha-ha