"Let me entertain you" rang through my head
I was a reckless child aAnd I did what he said
People came from miles around
Just to hear the sound that was tearing up the town
(Maybe you're an icon, maybe you're a hard on)
Or maybe you're a god
(Maybe you're an icon, maybe you're a hard on)
Or maybe a dog
The next batter up was a man
A scary man with the golden hands
He brought his axe to bury the tracks
No mortal man could follow his act
(Maybe you're an icon, maybe you're a hard on)
Or maybe you're a god
You can't refrain
From going insane
It's what you want to do
(Maybe you're an icon, maybe you're a hard on)
Or maybe you're a god
(Maybe you're an icon, maybe you're a hard on)
Maybe a god
Now that rock n' roll's in the palm of our hands
We take it to the people every chance that we can
We are the party that never ends
Live by these words until we meet again
You can't refrain
From going insane
It's what you want to do
Do
Do
Do
Do
(Maybe you're an icon, maybe you're a hard on)
Or maybe you're a god
(Maybe you're an icon, maybe you're a hard on)
Or maybe you're a god
(Maybe you're an icon, maybe you're a hard on)
Or maybe you're a god
(Maybe you're an icon, maybe you're a hard on)
Maybe a god
Whoa, it's time for the show babe
N-n-n-n-no no no
Whoa, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Time for the show
Aha-ha-ha
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