Last january came and with it a change, For brothers who live to be on the stage; Four became five, their forte playing live The aim to revive a spirit that died; What happened to those who once lived life dreaming Keeping it real in a world full of faking.... When it wasn't a crime to admit to believing, When lyrics had meaning and music had feeling... When music was loving and loving was music But 'they' came along and tried to confuse it... So with some licks borrowed, most of 'em blue Give us your ears and we'll write one for you, It's not all about re-inventing the wheel Sometimes you borrow, others you steal... When something has passion and something is driven at the end of the day it comes down to the rhythm And the rhythm is what we do