Let There Be Rock

Dropped acid, Blue Oyster Cult concert, fourteen years old

And I thought them lasers were a spider chasin' me

On my way home, got pulled over in Rogersville, Alabama

With a half ounce of weed and a case of Sterling Big Mouth

My buddy, Gene, was driving, he just barely turned sixteen

And I'd like to say I'm sorry but we lived to tell about it

And we lived to do a whole bunch more crazy, stupid shit

And I never saw Lynyrd Skynyrd but I sure saw Molly Hatchet

With .38 Special and the Johnny Van Zant Band

When I was seventeen, I drank a fifth of vodka

On an empty stomach, then drove over to a friend's house

And I back my car between his parents' Cadillacs without a scratch

Crawled through the back door and slithered through the mail hole

And I sneaked up them stairs and puked in the toilet

And I passed out and nearly drowned

But his sister, Deedee, pulled me out

And I never saw Lynyrd Skynyrd but I sure saw Molly Hatchet

And the band that I was in played "The Boys Are Back In Town"

Skynyrd was set to play Huntsville, Alabama

In the spring of '77, I had a ticket but it got cancelled

And the show, it was rescheduled for the Street Survivors Tour

And the rest, as they say, is history

So I never saw Lynyrd Skynyrd but I sure saw Ozzy Osbourne

With Randy Rhoads in '82, right before that plane crash

And I never saw Lynyrd Skynyrd but I sure saw AC/DC

With Bon Scott singin', Let There Be Rock Tour

With Bon Scott singin', Let There Be Rock Tour

With Bon Scott singin', "Let There Be Rock"