Coming for Your Head

All of the birds in the yard have taking flight
Just the guitar and I tonight

I've got the urge to rock and roll
Set the world on fire with some soul

Square one is freedom incarnate
Blank canvas come let us create

My fame and a great unknown
Two bad John's and we are headed for the throne.

We've hit, we've bled, left the past for dead
And we're coming for your head

And were gonna go over
Like a Zeppelin made of Led

Something borrowed something new
On our merry way into the blue

Rocked from the mountains top
Gonna be a big bang when we drop

Percy prince, a golden God
The song remains, and we won't spare the rod

We've got a caveman and a mage
We've come to decimate the stage

We've hit, we've bled, left the past for dead
And were coming for your head

And we are gonna go over
Like a Zeppelin made of Led

Aaaaahaa
Aaaaahaa
Oooooowww yeah

We've hit, we've bled
Left the past for dead
And were coming for your head
And we're gonna go over, over, over
Like a Zeppelin made of Led
Aaaaahaa
Aaaaahaa
Aaaaahaa
Over the hills and far away
Over the hills and far from paid
Over the hills and far from paid
Over the hills and far from paid
Aaaaaahaaa
Oooooohhhooooo
Yeeaaaahhhhh