Remember the nights
We would jam in the motels
After the honky tonks closed
No one had credit
And no one had no place to go
Just crazy kids
With electric machines
And some soul
Turning them crowds on
By playing some loud rock'n'roll
Then came the man with the suit and the tie
And the promise of contracts and bread
Took all our joy
And gave us to fame and the fortune
That left us half dead
Going up's easy
When you got the song
That comes from the depth of your soul
Where it really belongs
Coming down's hard
When you find
That you just can't sing it no more
And your emerald ring
With the solid gold band
Reflects back the face of a whore
Freddie would play on his guitar all doomsday
And sometimes his fingers would bleed
Sam would ride on his drum
Like a magnificent steed
Ben on the bass would make thunder
And the lighting with love
And I'd sing the lyric of life
That I felt the part of
Then came the money and Freddie dropped out
To start him a band of his own
Sam bought a franchise and Bennie ODed
And I'm soon in the label alone
Going up's easy
When you got the song
That comes from the depth of your soul
Where it really belongs
Coming down's hard when you find
That you just can't sing it no more
And your emerald ring
With the solid gold band
Reflects back the face of a whore
Going up's easy
When you got the song
That comes from the depth of your soul
Where it really belongs
Coming down's hard