We Are the Guitar Men
Were it not for my guitar
My hands would both be idle, my brain suicidal
For I would not have an outlet
For the tidal wave of feelings in my heart
When I'm trying not to cry
I grab her by the neck and strike her with a plectrum
A life without accompaniment would wreck me
So, I hope we never part
Give me a guitar, an extension of my soul
Hold her in my arms and I lose control (he is the guitar man)
She completes me, makes me whole
We are the guitar men, long live rock and roll
Ah, ah-ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah
When I cannot find the words
My fingers will articulate the pain, the joy, the love, the hate
So, listen as my instrument
Dictates a memorandum to the throng
How I love my sweet guitar
To the luthier, I owe a debt of gratitude for every fret
For when I hold my baby in my arms
I get the feeling I belong
Give me a guitar, an extension of my soul
Hold her in my arms and I lose control (he is the guitar man)
She completes me, makes me whole
We are the guitar men, long live rock and roll
Give me my guitar, an extension of my soul
Something to believe in, truth be told (he is the guitar man)
She completes me, makes me whole
We are the guitar me, long live rock and roll
Ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah
My hands would both be idle, my brain suicidal
For I would not have an outlet
For the tidal wave of feelings in my heart
When I'm trying not to cry
I grab her by the neck and strike her with a plectrum
A life without accompaniment would wreck me
So, I hope we never part
Give me a guitar, an extension of my soul
Hold her in my arms and I lose control (he is the guitar man)
She completes me, makes me whole
We are the guitar men, long live rock and roll
Ah, ah-ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah
When I cannot find the words
My fingers will articulate the pain, the joy, the love, the hate
So, listen as my instrument
Dictates a memorandum to the throng
How I love my sweet guitar
To the luthier, I owe a debt of gratitude for every fret
For when I hold my baby in my arms
I get the feeling I belong
Give me a guitar, an extension of my soul
Hold her in my arms and I lose control (he is the guitar man)
She completes me, makes me whole
We are the guitar men, long live rock and roll
Give me my guitar, an extension of my soul
Something to believe in, truth be told (he is the guitar man)
She completes me, makes me whole
We are the guitar me, long live rock and roll
Ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah
Credits
Writer(s): Justin Hawkins, Francis Gilles Poullain-patterson, Daniel Francis Hawkins, Rufus Tiger Taylor
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Other Album Tracks
Altri album
- The Longest Kiss (Acoustic Demo)
- The Longest Kiss (Acoustic Demo) - Single
- The Longest Kiss (Radio Edit) - Single
- The Longest Kiss
- Mermaids
- Friday Night (Live at The Astoria, London, 2003)
- Get Your Hands off My Woman... Again (2004 Edit Version)
- Black Shuck (Demo)
- Streaming of a White Christmas (Live)
- Motorheart (Deluxe)
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