LEATHER GODS
There you are,
Strut about on the stage.
Black leather,
An' long hair.
You're all the rage.
Drugs,
Booze,
An' girls,
Half your age.
You're an animal.
An' the world is your cage.
Leather Gods.
Rock the Roll.
You are,
Leather Gods.
Shooting stars,
With no self-control.
Leather God.
Will you sell your soul?
To be a,
Leather God.
Long live Rock 'n' Roll.
Copyright © 1993 by Alexander McDonald
All rights reserved.