Utopia - Last Of The New Wave Riders
The Last Of The New Wave Riders Will Be The First Of The New Age Masters Pick Up Your Arms Was The Call So I Packed Up My Fender And Ran Down The Hall Back To The Fields And Forests Now I Am One Of Them "turn On The Power" Cried The Army Of Sound And The Hum Of The Amps Shook The Trees And The Ground And Like A Single Man We Cranked Up The Knobs And A Thousand Guitars Sang Our National Anthem We Captured The Whole Human Race There Was Nowhere To Hide, Playing Filled Every Space Jamming The World Back Into Place Everyone A Star We Hit The Supreme Overload And The Great Amplifier Began To Explode The Smoke Is Slowly Clearing Away And The Whole Universe Is A Giant Guitar (here Comes That Silver Surfer Now
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