From memories of 68 when the wizard shook the world
Metal came from foundries where the midlands sound unfurled
The bullring was a lonely place of concrete towers and steel
The coal mines and the industries were all I had to feel
Something inside took hold of me, I really didn’t know
But overtime it came to be, I knew which way to go
I drove around in search of what would make this all come true
From jazz and electricity and good old southern blues
Hell, we’re born to raise some hell
Hell, we’re gonna raise some hell
In Henry’s and in Mother’s where I’d go to bang my head
The feeling took a hold of me with every word I said
The voice was born and came alive from all I saw and heard
And now I knew my destiny, I had to spread the world
I took the scream around the world