It*starts off A... dark stage and 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 And
*then a thin layer of fog comes in around my ankles Roadies
that means dry ice we're gonna talk about this later In*
the ancient time An
artist led the way But
no one seemed, to understand Chimes
*Freddy, In*
his heart he knew The
artist must be true But
the legend of, the rent was way past due And
*then Katie you come in with the bass Well*
you think you'll be just fine Without... me but, your mine You!
think you can kick, me out of the band And
*then Zach you come in with the face melter Well*
there's just one problem there The
band is mine How
can you kick me out Of... what is mine And
*then Hawaii... 5-0 you, ever see that show O? K. Well. there's a drum solo in there You're...*
not hardcore Unless
you live hardcore And
*then That's... where I want the back-up singers to be like Well*
you're not hardcore (No
you're not hardcore) Unless
you live hardcore (Unless
you live hardcore) But
the legend of the rent was way hardcore Boom
*Big! ol' explosion Some... like confetti comes down Anyway
that's, all I got so far it's, a work in progress