In noise machines and magazines she's always on the run
When she sings the world is under her thumb
But all she does is do the dust with moonlight in her hair
Held together by the silence in song

From Michigan to Tokyo I've got Iggy in the mash galore
He wrote the song it all went wrong till Ziggy took the fall
You give me lies you kid me on but I've heard it all before
Now get out your guitar rock star
You sing the song or joke alone
Can't you understand
If you find the key to keep me warm
Then tonight I'm yours

You're paranoid you joke alone so the devil must ask for more
To guide the soul I'm dead again and broken on the floor
In Brixton Rome and Tokyo to Muskegon and Idaho
Now get out your guitar rock star

I demand you give me more
So I understand
So sad the soul of rock and roll
You can understand
Will you sing the song or joke alone
You've found the key to keep me warm
So tonight I'm yours