Lyrics:

1972
Daddy drove in over, it was sky blue
He worked at a record store after school
Call it sympathy for the vinyl

1972
Turntable in the basement, Major Cool
A hippie girl, couple cold beers split in two
You got your own rock n roll revival

Girl you know they didnt ride
So come over tonight

Im gonna rock you like Zeppelin, roll you like the Stones
Burr like them speakers in my old headphones
Gonna fly like an eagle when I drop a needle on the blues
Im gonna get the metal piece down from the attic
With a pop and a hiss and a little bit of static
Well return like a villain on some Dylan while were killin some booze
Were gonna kick it like the kids did in 1972

So will it just be me and you?
Playing air drums with The Whos Keith Moon
You know them good ones always die too soon
Like Jimmy, Jim and Joplin

Yea, kickin back, cutting loose
Sippin on Jack, thats what we do
It dont matter baby girl cus in a few
Youre gonna hear heaven a knockin

Look out!

Im gonna rock you like Zeppelin, roll you like the Stones
Burr like them speakers in my old headphones
Gonna fly like an eagle when I drop a needle on the blues
Im gonna get the metal piece down from the attic
With a pop and a hiss and a little bit of static
Well return like a villain on some Dylan while were killin some booze
Well lets kick it like the kids did in 1972

Im gonna rock you like Zeppelin, roll you like the Stones
Burr like them speakers in my old headphones
Gonna fly like an eagle when I drop a needle on the blues
Im gonna get the metal piece down from the attic
With a pop and a hiss and a little bit of static
Well return like a villain on some Dylan while were killin some booze
Well lets kick it like the kids did in 1972

Yea, were gonna kick it like the kids did in 1972