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Air Guitar

アーティスト:Drapht  アルバム:The Life Of Riley 

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See I'm trying to explain what I do on the daily To ladies and gentlemen stuck in the eighties, Stuck in the Brady Bunch, they look at me crazy Cos I ain't playing the drums or the ukelele. Nah, maybe I play the bass or maybe I'm payed to take Jake like Ricky Gervais And just stand up, demand your hands up Only understand if you ain't a fan of Hannah Montana. Gotta laugh when they ask what my name is. "You're famous, I know that band that you play in." "Who? Me? Nah that ain't me. Wrong Drapht, I've been making my mark for playing air guitar." (Make more noise than heavy metal) Disregarding me being an artist. Didn't want to see me start playing the air guitar. I play the air guitar. And if anyone ask you, listen up, on their behalf, I play the air guitar. I play the air guitar. Step on stage, the fans are rough Cos I move like Chuck Barry and Angus Young, Genghis Khan killer with an invisible lacks. You're living with Frank Zappa with a rhythm of Slash. You riddle me this, little pivotal clap. Those rats have called me wigging out, Listening to me rap. Uh, ok, back in the day. Remember back then? Didn't sound like back in the stage, we didn't have an accent. I had an accent, yeah, I had an accent. Sounded like the way that I spoke. And that was acting? From a grapher to rap and I born the beat


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