Last time I saw you, you were on stageYour hair was wild, your eyes were redAnd you were in a rageYou were swinging your guitar around.Cause they wanted to hear that soundBut you didn’t want to play.And I don’t blame you.I don’t blame you.

Last time I saw you, you were on stage
Your hair was wild, your eyes were red
And you were in a rage
You were swinging your guitar around.
Cause they wanted to hear that sound
But you didn’t want to play.
And I don’t blame you.

I don’t blame you.