One day upon my travels
I saw a shining mare
Perched atop was a sweet rocker
With long luxurious hair
The man pointed his finger
Straight up at the sky
He said “bring down the heavens with rock
Do not ask why”

For the first time in ages I felt alive
The time for Rock had arrived

Rock fucking hard, tell your tale with ultimate soul
Rock like a bard, like with the flute and the lute in the times of old
Rock if you like, and even if you don't, choose to now
Pick up the mic and find a way to rock somehow

You know it's never been easy
And it never will
To rock hard is a long, tough battle
And it's all uphill
And as the man rode away
I felt his leather jacket activate
My will and my hands
To start a kick ass band
The world is a shithole, of this I am certain
People been hurt now, and people are hurtin'
Was this a mistake? Was this even worth it?
But I knew the answer the moment they opened the curtain

Rock fucking hard, tell your tale with ultimate soul
Rock like a bard, like with the flute and the lute in the times of old
Rock if you like, and even if you don't, choose to now
Pick up the mic and find a way to rock somehow

You did not choose this life
You did not choose your name
And for the rest of it
You might say the same
But here you find yourself
Yes here you stand
And now cometh thy time
To rock as hard as you fucking can...

Rock fucking hard, tell your tale with ultimate soul
Rock like a bard, like with the harp and the fiddle in the times of old
Rock if you like, and even if you don't, choose to now
Pick up the mic and find a way to rock somehow

Rock like a bard, tell your tale with ultimate soul
Rock fucking hard, like with the fiddle and the flute in the times of old
Rock if you like, the time is now and the place is here
Pick up the mic, spittin' sweet tunes with nothing to fear