To the tune of Hotel California.....
On a cold winter's evening
some metal bands to go see
parked the car 'cross the river
took a stroll to the SECC
As we got closer
A driving beat we could hear
I thought to myself at this point
Could be louder than I could bear
When we stepped in the place
The smell of food all around
Said to the kids I need to stuff my face
So the burger van we found
3 Quarter pounders did the trick
and 3 pints – 2 of coke
Just the 1 for me dont wanna be sick....
Welcome to the loudest gig for ages
Such a noisy place
Such a noisy place
Your ears will bleed at the loudest gig in ages
And your neck'll be sore, couldn't ask for more
The support band weren't much fun
Just a noise to me and Gem
Craig was lovin' it – he wasn't glum
And still I'm thinking this is too loud
Might hear again by the middle of the night
I can still hear them sing
Welcome to the loudest gig for ages
Such a noisy place
Such a noisy place
Your ears will bleed at the loudest gig in ages
And your neck'll be sore, couldn't ask for more
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