A poem made out of frustrations, world chaos and oil price hikes.
Drive, Purple Rain
Shout, Crazy Train
Holy Diver, Walk This Way
Glam, Trash, New Wave
What eighties gave
One, Another Day
Heavy Metal
Just a little
Please be on my radio
Jimi Hendrix
Old guitar tricks
How I miss you so
Twisted Sister
Whitesnake, Trixter
Badlands, Tesla, Motley Crue
Anthrax, Maiden
Kiss, Van Halen
They’re gone, sad but true
Today’s music
Just makes you sick
Talents are diminishing
Acts they don’t know
Yngwie, Zakk, Joe
F word’s what they bring
Either Emo
Or hip-hop yo
Yeah the kids aren’t alright
They cry not sing
Show off their bling
Not a lovely sight
Their wrists have cuts
No if’s and but’s
Can’t relate to that, so lame
Mumbles called Rap
No rhymes all crap
Garbage just the same
Justin bieber
Gaga fever
Music mostly digital
Rap is mainstream
Sells like ice cream
Kurt would curse ‘em pal
just wrote it for fun. don’t take seriously, but who cares? 
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