I wish that I could play Detroit Rock n' Roll, but boys from Toledo we ain't got no soul, that's right.
I'm just the son of a medicine man, I'm just the son of a business woman. They taught me loving with a pizza pan, that's right.
And now we're singing.
Chorus: Sing, sing, sing from the mountain tops.
I wish that I could be like Iggy 'P', I wish that I could be like MC 'F' 'I' 'V' 'E', but when I'm up on stage I feel on trial like Kwame Kil 'P'.
I pray for Kwame as he rots in jail, he just met 'Bubba' now he's getting some tail, that's right.
And now he's screaming.
I think my girlfriend said I got some appeal, but Jack White is the one that makes her squeal.
I wish that I could get a record deal, but indie labels they don't see my appeal, that's right.
I wish that I could play Detroit Rock n' Roll, but stupid white boys, no we ain't got no soul, that's right.
More bright, upbeat rippers from Canadian rockers Century Egg, splitting the difference between garage rock scuzz and noise pop sugar. Bandcamp New & Notable May 19, 2021