A pictured life with 

framed to keep but still he needs. 

Can he talk a good game? 

It's all done wrong--he's still the same. 



The roundabout vagueness plague; 

guitar-driven moods he displays. 

Play the chord, hear the ring, 

it's all the rage--it's still the same. 



Today is the day, marked for life. 

Here in which we shine so bright.