Homecoming Part IV: Rock'n'roll Girlfriend
I have started my own band
I live for my rock'n'roll
I gotta rock'n'roll girlfriend
At the core of my soul
I've got a shirt that's all black
I've got some rainbow-hued hair
I play the drums till blood pours
I play guitar pretty fair
I gotta protégé here
I gotta protégé yon
I think you're an old fogey
And I won't rest till you're gone
So get out of my face.
No sub-contrabass!
Out! Of! My! Face!