20 September 2012
Bloody hell! Can't wait 'til this one ends
Looking at each other with a nervous grin
At about this time stagefright sets in
Curtain pulls back, our nerves are on show
Ah what the hell! Get on stage, let's go!
Opening chords and it's all going great
There's a little green thing in control of our fate
Unnoticed to all, it's the bass players beer
Suddenly it isn't stagefright I fear
Balanced on top of his old valve amp
I know those valves don't like getting damp
Needless to say the fates conspired
Over it went, the amp now expired
Imagine the sight, picture the scene
Four lads stood in silence where music had been
Suppose it's ironic, our first gig was sunk
By a tinny of lager, and we weren't even drunk
We'd been so excited, now our bubble was burst
If Carlsberg did gigs, then this was the worst
The crowd emptied out and we tidied the hall
Suppose you could say it didn't go well at all
We may have been scared as we started to sing
But it seems laughter will cure just about anything!
valveampsandbeer • Opuss № I