Raising Hell (feat. Ben Harper)

Summer's past and winter's gone Sabbath blastin' in headphones I played 'em all and woke up with a song Well I fell in love with a drunken friend At a South By Show with REM Staggered down the road in last night's clothes But I had to see the rainbow for myself And I had to put some platinum on my shelf And it's one, two, three, four Rusty chain holds me to shore Five, six, seven, eight Sunset floods when the levee breaks on me Oh, on me, on me, oh, on me Oh well, I'm still raising hell Well I shake my faith in Marshall stacks Feedback, Fender, skinny slacks All around the globe, beside The Boss And the hornet's buzzing in my head Like fascists in the government The powers change but we still pay the cost And the road is always paved with shooting stars And the time is now, decide who you are And it's one, two, three, four Rusty chain holds me to shore Five, six, seven, eight Sunset floods when the levee breaks on me Oh, on me, on me, oh, on me Oh well, I'm still raising hell And it's one, two, three, four Rusty chain holds me to shore Five, six, seven, eight Sunset floods when the levee breaks On me oh, on me, oh on me Oh well, I'm still raising hell Oh me Oh well, I'm still raising hell