Lead Guitar Jesus.
Lead Guitar Jesus.
Tone from heaven.
Tone from heaven.
Pedalboard cathedral.
Pedalboard cathedral.
Solo at eleven.
Solo at eleven.
He says the mids are fighting him.
He says the mids are fighting him.
Jack-AL says the kids are biting him.
Jack-AL says the kids are biting him.
Lead Guitar Jesus.
Lead Guitar Jesus.
Hands in the spotlight.
Hands in the spotlight.
Volume is salvation.
Volume is salvation.
The sound guy says no.
The sound guy says no.
He came in with a cable bag
And a face full of belief.
He knelt before the pedalboard
Like voltage brings relief.
One knob for the sorrow.
One knob for the pain.
One knob for the breakup
He keeps playing in the rain.
Lead Guitar Jesus.
Lead Guitar Jesus.
Tone from heaven.
Tone from heaven.
Pedalboard cathedral.
Pedalboard cathedral.
Solo at eleven.
Solo at eleven.
The drummer says, “We’re running late.”
The singer says, “That’s fire.”
The bass player says nothing
But the low end calls him liar.
The side door saint is watching
With a lighter and a grin.
The keyboard wizard whispers,
“Let the holy fuzz begin.”
Lead Guitar Jesus.
Lead Guitar Jesus.
Bends the note sideways.
Bends the note sideways.
Makes the room shimmer.
Makes the room shimmer.
Then he overstays.
Then he overstays.
He says he is barely on.
He says he is barely on.
The front row lost a filling.
The front row lost a filling.
He says the tone is delicate.
He says the tone is delicate.
The sound guy looks unwilling.
The sound guy looks unwilling.
Turn it down.
Turn it down.
Turn it down but leave the glory.
Turn it down.
Turn it down.
Let the solo tell the story.
Lead Guitar Jesus.
Lead Guitar Jesus.
Hands in the spotlight.
Hands in the spotlight.
Volume is salvation.
Volume is salvation.
The sound guy says no.
The sound guy says no.
He plays one note for mercy.
He plays two notes for pride.
He plays three notes for every girl
Who never came inside.
He plays four notes for thunder.
Five for gasoline.
Six for every busted amp
That heard him chase the dream.
Seven for the old bars.
Eight for bad advice.
Nine for all the pedals
That he bought instead of rice.
Ten for every chorus
That he lifted from the mud.
Eleven for the moment
When the whole room saw the blood.
Lead Guitar Jesus.
Lead Guitar Jesus.
Tone from heaven.
Tone from heaven.
Pedalboard cathedral.
Pedalboard cathedral.
Solo at eleven.
Solo at eleven.
Jack-AL says, “Lead Guitar Cheeses.”
Jack-AL says, “Lead Guitar Cheeses.”
The merch table heard it.
The merch table heard it.
The guitarist says, “No.”
The guitarist says, “No.”
The sticker got printed.
The sticker got printed.
He is not the savior.
He is not the king.
He is just a man with strings
Trying to make lightning sing.
He is too loud.
He is too proud.
He is wrong in several ways.
But when the chorus opens up,
He sets the room ablaze.
Lead Guitar Jesus.
Lead Guitar Jesus.
Tone from heaven.
Tone from heaven.
Pedalboard cathedral.
Pedalboard cathedral.
Solo at eleven.
Solo at eleven.
Turn it down.
Turn it down.
Turn it down but keep the fire.
Turn it down.
Turn it down.
Let the whole room climb higher.
Lead Guitar Jesus.
Lead Guitar Jesus.
Hands in the spotlight.
Hands in the spotlight.
Volume is salvation.
Volume is salvation.
The sound guy says no.
The sound guy says no.
One more bend.
One more bend.
One more note before the end.
One more bend.
One more bend.
Then the drummer counts again.
One.
Two.
Three.
Four.
Lead Guitar Jesus.
Lead Guitar Jesus.
Do not touch the floor.
Do not touch the floor.
Lead Guitar Jesus.
Lead Guitar Jesus.
The song needs less.
The song needs more.
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