The guitar player

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Rock and rolls
Stingin bees
Screaming guitars
Listen to these

Dive bombers
Flyin vees
Jimi Hendrix
Killer leads

Every good boy does fine
Frets are the keyboard
Make it wine

Wah wahs
Distortion
Feedbacks a most
Bendin the neck
Till it almost busts

Unbelievable torcher
Rhythmic pain
Another solo
Pumped from the veins

Brings life to the soul
Energy to the crowd
Screamin fans
Love it load

Stomp there feet
Hands in the air
Playin guitar
When there isn’t one there

All the emotions
The vibrating strings
Over the pickups
The guitar player sings

Melodies of love and war
Death and destruction
Terror and horror


Eddies eruption
Stevie rays
Killer blues
All in my collection
Defining my moods

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