Description
As a guitarist, I'm allowed to make self-referential songs.
Lyrics
Strum a chord, it’s real
Feel the steel beneath my fingertips
Reverberate the walls
Play a note, play another one
String 'em together in a row
Perforate the air
Rhythm’s fast, rhythm’s slow
Keep the beat, don’t lose it
My breath rises and falls
Up and down along the strings
The metal shines and the sound it rings
Sound emerges and the power surges
Am I going too fast for you?
Am I going too slow for you?
Up and down along the strings