The Last Real Rock 'n' Roll Superstar [Tribute to ๐ก๐ช๐ฟ๐ฎ๐ท๐ฆโโฌ]
This aggressive post hardcore punk rock anthem explodes with pounding drums and crisp electric guitars driving urgent verses. Female contralto vocals soar over piercing riffs, with choruses erupting into stacked harmonies and intense guitar interplay. The cinematic bridge swells with atmospheric guitars and layered effects, building tension before the outro erupts in complex riffing, sound design textures, and a turbulent, electrifying finale.
The Last Real Rock 'n' Roll Superstar [Tribute to ๐ก๐ช๐ฟ๐ฎ๐ท๐ฆโโฌ]
This aggressive post hardcore punk rock anthem explodes with pounding drums and crisp electric guitars driving urgent verses. Female contralto vocals soar over piercing riffs, with choruses erupting into stacked harmonies and intense guitar interplay. The cinematic bridge swells with atmospheric guitars and layered effects, building tension before the outro erupts in complex riffing, sound design textures, and a turbulent, electrifying finale.
Lyrics
Verse
There's a time for a band and a time for a war
A time to crawl on your belly and beg for more
The crucifixion
The same as the resurrection
Just with more dirt
My mother and my father and my grandmother
My whole family
Everybody loved her
They all saw the way that you brought me up
They all saw how you made me tough
How you taught me how to act so dumb
It all seemed like so much fun
Chorus
You are the last real rock 'n' roll superstar
You are the last real rock 'n' roll superstar
Verse 2
There's a time for now and a time for later
A time for God and a time for Satan
A time for you and a time for me
A time for this and a time for that
A time for the dogs and a time for the cats
A time to relax
There's a time to attack
And a time to be known as a complete hack
A time to dress in black
There's a time to cut the slack
Chorus
You are the last real rock 'n' roll superstar
You are the last real rock 'n' roll superstar
Verse 3
I was born to be a little demon
A fuckin' reaper who is always reapin'
A fuckin' creep who is always creepin'
An animal who's always eatin'
A little boy who just wants a toy
Who'll smash it if it doesn't make a noise
And I was born to be a man who hates other men
And the ones that I love
I call them my friends
And I was born to be a sucker
To be a clown
I was born to fall down
I was born to be an artist who has no art
To be a person with a little tiny heart
And I was born to be a fire
I was born
Chorus
You are the last real rock 'n' roll superstar
You are the last real rock 'n' roll superstar