Searchers

It's o-kay
To be cliche
Everything under the sun
Has been done

That doesn't mean you shouldn't
Buy yourself an electric guitar
The world can be your oyster
When you got the hum under the strum

I saw Zeppelin when I was 13
Lurkin' at the bottom with the dope friends
Right then and there I saw my destiny
And I knew that I wanted to be

One of the searchers
Keep searchin' for the hammer of the gods
The searchers keep searchin' for
The hammer of the gods

Decadence and hedonism
Have gone out of fashion
That doesn't matter anymore
Cause we're not tryin' to cash in
Long black hair, dyed, tattoos
Come from L.A. We ain't the first
We ain't the last
But we got somethin'
To say

I heard the Pistol's in '77
I was spottin' beer at the 7-11
Right then and there I saw my destiny
And I knew that I wanted to be

One of the searchers
Keep searchin' for the hammer of the gods
The searchers keep searchin' for
The hammer of the gods

We are the proud
We are the few
And we are backed
Up by tradition
We drink hard
We live fast
And we hang in Hell's kitchen
If I die tomorrow
It'll be okay
Cause I searched for the hammer
Each and every day

I saw Sabbath when I was young
Waitin' in line for a ticket
When the sun rose
We borrowed an electric guitar
That was the day I had become

One of the searchers
Keep searchin' for the hammer of the gods
The searchers keep searchin' for
The hammer of the gods