lyrics by Jackson Dawes

A modern day warrior, mean mean stride
We're all caught in a mosh
Here we are, your Rocket Queen
And we have become comfortably numb

Rise again, little fighter
Clinging on to life by the skin of our teeth
Tommy the cat had many a story to tell
And let me tell you, we ain't no glamour boys

We're not going down with the ship
Let us stand next to your fire
We've been dazed and confused for so long its not true
And God gave rock and roll to you (part 2)

Yeah, we kinda stole some lyrics
But not enough to get caught
Our manager usually writes all our lyrics
And he took off with his secretary

White man came, across the sea
Never turn your back on the ripper
You can't bring us down, you know
We just want to know who's behind the door
hey, aqualung

Yeah, we kinda stole some lyrics
But not enough to get caught
Our manager always writes all our lyrics
And he took off with his secretary

We got ourselves some cheap sunglasses
Here we are, rock you like a hurricane
We don't know what we've got til it's gone
And you can pour some sugar on us

Sharp ... Distance!

We don't steal from Ozzy, he's got a huge legal team