Stone cold sound guy.
Stone cold sound guy.
Black shirt, dead eye.
Black shirt, dead eye.
Line check, lion check.
Line check, lion check.
Nobody knows why.
Nobody knows why.
More vocal.
More vocal.
Less guitar.
Less guitar.
Kick drum hits.
Kick drum hits.
Bass not far.
Bass not far.
Stone cold sound guy.
Stone cold sound guy.
He saved the room.
He saved the room.
He does not clap.
He does not cheer.
He does not care
Who drove from where.
He hears the squeal.
He kills the pain.
He moves one fader
And stops the rain.
Stone cold sound guy.
Stone cold sound guy.
Black shirt, dead eye.
Black shirt, dead eye.
The singer says,
“More me, please.”
The sound guy says,
“With what disease?”
The guitarist says,
“My tone is thin.”
The sound guy says,
“That starts within.”
The drummer says,
“Kick needs punch.”
The sound guy says,
“I skipped my lunch.”
The bass player says nothing.
The sound guy nods.
Two quiet men
Against the gods.
Stone cold sound guy.
Stone cold sound guy.
Line check, lion check.
Line check, lion check.
Jack-AL heard
“line check”
As “lion check.”
Now a jungle cat
Is guarding the deck.
Lion check.
Lion check.
Do not touch
The soundboard neck.
No.
No.
That is not the phrase.
But the crowd is roaring
For the next three days.
Stone cold sound guy.
Stone cold sound guy.
Black shirt, dead eye.
Black shirt, dead eye.
More vocal.
More vocal.
Less guitar.
Less guitar.
No feedback.
No squeal.
No mercy.
Keep it real.
No drama.
No lies.
No touching
Those knobs, guys.
Stone cold sound guy.
Stone cold sound guy.
He saved the room.
He saved the room.
He knows the cable
That always fails.
He knows the singer
Who always wails.
He knows the guitarist
Will ask for more.
He knows the drummer
Will count to four.
He knows the wizard
Has too much gear.
He knows the side door
Can smell fear.
He knows the room
Before we play.
He knows the lie
In “sound okay?”
Stone cold sound guy.
Stone cold sound guy.
Black shirt, dead eye.
Black shirt, dead eye.
The crowd heard music.
The band heard doom.
The sound guy stood there
And saved the room.
One hand on mercy.
One hand on no.
One eye on trouble.
One eye on show.
One knob for thunder.
One knob for grace.
One look that removes
The singer’s face.
Stone cold sound guy.
Stone cold sound guy.
Line check, lion check.
Line check, lion check.
Jack-AL says,
“Lion check.”
Sound guy says,
“Mic check.”
Jack-AL says,
“Lion check.”
Sound guy says,
“No.”
Stone cold sound guy.
Stone cold sound guy.
More vocal.
Less guitar.
Stone cold sound guy.
Stone cold sound guy.
Kick drum hits.
Bass not far.
Stone cold sound guy.
Stone cold sound guy.
He saved the room.
He saved the room.
The band got loud.
The room stayed right.
He killed the squeal
And saved the night.
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