Yeah, I listen to him playin' his guitar
Pumpin' his feedback through my 15 Watt speakers
Looking like some drug crazed Jimi Hendrix
Woodstock acid trip dude man
Speakers distorting and neighbours kicking the walls
Screaming "Will You Turn That Fucking
Noise Down We Can't Hear Our Zamfir, Jesus Christ!"
Sipping from that bottle of port Banging on
The Couch drumbeat rhythm hair sticking out
Gel's dried a funny way Pass me another smoke
With a filter this time Light by candlelight
My wick's burning low How low can it go I dunno
But I was speaking of that twanging man
Les Paul and he could go someone somewhere
If he only had a budget but that's okay 'cause
MOE BERG IS ON HIS SIDE.