For Those About to Rock We Salute You
– ACDC, 1981
You had it all – the hair, the sticks, the pointy guitar, the hair, the band, the drive, the tights, the most piercing scream outside a Pee Wee Herman meets Cher Christmas convention. And you also had the hair. In the 1980s hair metal was huge, and millions of teenagers were in their bedrooms dreaming of making it big. Some of you took snapshots. So let’s relive the magic – and imagine what they’re singing.
As Bon Jovi gave full throat to in 1986:
We’ve gotta hold on to what we’ve got
It doesn’t make a difference if we make it or not
We’ve got each other and that’s a lot for love
We’ll give it a shot…
I need you so that I could die
I love you so and that is why
Whenever I want you, all I have to do is
Dream, dream, dream, dream
Dream, dream, dream, dream
Dream, dream, dream, dream
Dream.– The Everly Brothers, All I Have To Do is Dream
–
Jenny said when she was just five years old
There was nothing happening at all
Every time she puts on a radio
There was a nothin’ goin’ down at all, not at all
Then one fine mornin’ she puts on a New York station
You know, she couldn’t believe what she heard at all
She started shakin’ to that fine fine music
You know her life was saved by rock ‘n’ roll– Rock & Roll, The Velvet Underground
Because you had to be a big shot, didn’t you
You had to open up your mouth
You had to be a big shot, didn’t you
All your friends were so knocked out– Big Shot, Billy Joel
I saw her dancing there by the record machine
I knew she must have been about seventeen
The beat was going strong
Playing my favourite song
And I could tell it wouldn’t be long ’til she was with me, yeah me
And I could tell it wouldn’t be long ’til she was with me, yeah me– I Love Rock ‘n’ Roll by Arrows
Excuse me Doug E. Fresh
Yes
Have you ever seen a show when fellow on the mic
Wit’ one million rhymes and don’t come out right
They bit, they’re never right, that’s not polite
Am I lyingNo, you’re quite right
– Doug E. Fresh, The Show
Pump up the volume
Pump up the volume– Eric B. & Rakim, Paid in Full
You wake up late for school, man you don’t want to go
You ask you mom, please? but she still says, no
You missed two classes, and no homework
But your teacher preaches class like you’re some kind of jerk
You gotta fight for your right to party– Beastie Boys, Fight For Your Right
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