Good Music

In the heart of the night
Banging my mind on that pipe
Whispering words in my head
Do I talk to the dead

From bottles, needles and lines
Trying enlightenment through the night
Search for meaning, poor soul
Don’t you know that ain’t rock’n’roll

Oh no
That ain’t good music
Oh no
You’re not creative
Oh no
You’re so disturbed
Oo no
You’re just a devil

False claim made me lame
In filthy lies you abide
Immature, insecure
True, you got in my mind

Not for long, hear this song
Found a place where to belong
Even though I was so wasted
By a miracle I got saved

Oh, yeah
Do you hear my music
Oh, yeah
Do you feel the hatred
Oh, yeah
You sure you can stand it?
Oh, yeah
Have you seen the devil