The stage is bare but then he's there picked out in white light The crowd erupts, his band destructs, your senses give in without a fight We don't need no false messiah, we don't require your holy fire He stands alone, he's on his own, the spotlight turns to blue He's a superstar with an ace guitar, he's telling you what to do We don't need no false messiah, we don't require your holy fire His fans all cheer, no critics here, he has them in his palm He'll realise where his power lies, and power causes untold harm We don't need no false messiah, we don't require your holy fire Home is the hero, his last farewell tour, one last time round for his fans Then once more in europe, move on to the states, then finish it off in japan For this grand occasion a double lp, comprised of his songs from the past A souvenir programme, a scarf with his name, his t-shirts sold out really fast Machine heads flash as the lights hit the stage with full power Amps stacked high turned loud, he's gonna play for one hour Guitar hero's up on the stand, stands out front of the rest of his band He counts to four and his band starts to roar, oh yeah... Guitar slung low and his fingers are moving like lightning Smoke bombs strobe lights megawatt effect is quite frightning Guitar hero's up on the stand, stands out front of the rest of his band He counts to four and his band starts to roar, oh yeah...
