Mama said. this music is not good for my health
She said. I'm in trouble deep
She said. the more I play I get weaker
She didn't want her dear son be a guitar player
She didn't know her crazy son can't live without power
CHORUS:
You gonna die
I want that's why
Fly, then I'll just fly
CHORUS:
Cry, stupid cry
Bye. I say Goodbye