Air Guitar Songtext
von Towers of London

Don′t care too much 'bout destruction
Just care that my body won′t function
Straight to the point, to the point, I'm vacant.
Whipping MCs like a pound of bacon.
Go crazy when I hear a cymbal.
High-hat or a souped-up tempo.
Backbeat, and Deliah?
Playing air guitar when the place shook over.
I'll play air guitar when the place shook over.
I′ll play air guitar when the place shook over.
It′s not hard to find confrontation.
When you've got a bad reputation.
I wanna′ piece, a piece of the action.
'Cause I need my satisfaction. When twelve o′clock comes around then.
I'll just be chasing a car down.
Can′t you see my hair touch the celing?
I wanna' roll, time to go rolling.
I'll play air guitar when the place shook over.
Take me away to the place that′s in your eyes.
It′s not far away, just one step from paradise.
I played air guitar and the place shook over.
Take me away to the place that's in your eyes.
It′s not far away, just one step from paradise.
I played air guitar and the place shook over.
I played air guitar and the place shook over.
I played air guitar and the place shook over.