Impellitteri - Rock & Roll Heroes lyrics

There's blood on the boards where pa**ionate words Bleed down from the stage to arena The pilgrims are back with money they stashed A gift to the gods of the hour Never too loud drummer kicks the band right in the a** No one shot gun, they're all drivers - this is the master cla** Rock & Roll heroes Forever immortal The masters of music Idols and legends The man with the voice has opened his throat Spits out the words of the story His fingers are speeding, shredding the strings Stripping them down to the wire Photographs on cotton T-shirts - 30 bucks a pop Ball hats, sweatshirts, come and get your pictures autographed Rock & Roll heroes Forever immortal The masters of music Idols and legends Rock & Roll heroes Forever immortal The masters of music Idols and legends I want my Rock & Roll heroes I want my Rock & Roll heroes I want my Rock & Roll heroes I want my Rock & Roll heroes Rock & Roll heroes Forever immortal The masters of music Idols and legends Rock & Roll heroes Forever immortal The masters of music Idols and legends