OMG can I record this ?!?!?!
Ha ha - be my guest! I’ve added a second verse and some variation on the first two choruses for completeness (below for ease of reference)…
Say your prayers, little one,
And don't forget, my son,
How much you paid Gibson,
I plug in, dial it in,
And I do not grin,
As my amp starts to hum.
It’s not cheap, perhaps it’s broken?
Of the receipt don’t lose sight….
Exit tight!
Enter shite!
For around 4 grand,
We’re off to boomer Dad rock land.
Something’s wrong, the power light,
Colour’s not quite right,
And the bass it ain’t tight…..
Dreamed of more,
Badly wired?
Is this why Randall retired?
Yeah, this circuit ain’t right….
It’s not cheap, perhaps it’s broken?
Of the receipt don’t lose sight….
Exit tight!
Enter shite!
Demos I can’t stand,
We’re off to boomer Dad rock land.
Hush, little punter, don’t say a word,
And never mind that noise you heard,
It’s just the wiring in your reissue head,
Poorly soldered, not shielded….
Exit tight!
Enter shite!
Crank the 750 hertz band,
We’re off to boomer Dad rock land.