It's true: music was my first love
And there's a good chance that it will be my last
When I was taught I thought the whole thing was just about
Being among the best
But then I got attracted to the Filth and the Fury
Soaking it up underneath my skin
And I found the same beauty in Johnny's strumming as in the Fab Four or Ludwig's violence
I guess I'm maladjusted
And I couldn't give a damn
No, I'm proud about it
When you found the chords you trust
You'll never ever want to give 'em up for
Anything in the world
We give it all no matter if it's for ourselves or you
And sharing our passions from love to the Blues
Is what we came here to do
And now we shall keep walking down Freedom Street
'Cause True Believers, we go all the way
We couldn't do without our guitars and drums
And the words that help us to stay free