especially when I stand in the rain
with my special sense feeling the hair on neck stand up
a ringin' in my ears drunker than

fallin' down in the audience with a special
sharin' anticipating the thunder of bass
and the highest ringin'
in my ears

AC/DC the best but would trade my IRA's
for a Nugent ticket or give my stash to a peddler
for one minute of Led Zeppelin.

Just to go again and bang my head like I did
when I was young. I blow a candle out, wishing.
But those days I guess are past.
For once again I am 29, and grey.