Last of the New Wave Riders - Utopia

The last of the new wave riders

Will be the first of the new age masters

Pick up your arms was the call

So I packed up my Fender and ran down the hall

Back to the fields and forests

Now I am one of them

«Turn on the power» cried the army of sound

And the hum of the amps shook the trees and the ground

And like a single man we cranked up the knobs

And a thousand guitars sang our national anthem

The last of the new wave riders

Will be the first of the new age masters

The last of the new wave riders

Will be the first of the new age masters

We captured the whole human race

There was nowhere to hide, playing filled every space

Jamming the world back into place

Everyone a star

We hit the supreme overload

And the great amplifier began to explode

The smoke is slowly clearing away

And the whole universe is a giant guitar

And the whole universe is a giant guitar

And the whole universe is a giant guitar

The last of the new wave riders

Will be the first of the new age masters

The last of the new wave riders

Will be the first of the new age masters