High on Rebellion Patti Smith Group

What i feel when i'm playing guitar
Is completely cold and crazy
Like i don't owe nobody nothing
And it's just a test just to see
How far i can relax
Into the cold wave of a note

When everything hits just right (just and right)
The note of nobility can go on forever
I never tire of the solitary E
And i trust my guitar
And i don't care about anything

Sometimes i feel like i've broken through
And i'm free and i could dig into eternity
Into eternity riding the wave
And realm of the E
Sometimes it's useless

Here i am struggling and filled with dread
Afraid that i'll never squeeze enough
Graphite from my damaged cranium
To inspire or asphyxiate any eyes
Grazing like hungry cows across the stage or page

Inside of me i'm crazy i'm just crazy
Inside i must continue
I see her, my stiff muse
Jutting around round round
Round like a broken speeding statue