歌曲 | The Audience Is Listening |
歌手 | Steve Vai |
专辑 | G3: Live in Tokyo |
Now Stevie, now don't be nervous, honey, O.K.? I'm gonna go in & I'm | |
gonna introduce you & then you're gonna come in with your guitar & you're | |
gonna play that nice, nice music you were telling me about; & while you're | |
doing that, I'll be sitting in the back of the. We'll have such a good time, | |
so don't you be nervous, honey. It will relaw everybody, & we'll be so happy. | |
I'm gonna go n now. I'll introduce you, O.K.? HEADS UP! Now you kids you, | |
all of you, calm down. That's good, O.K. everyone in your own seat, that's | |
good. O.K., now, little Stevie Vai is going to play a composition on the | |
guitar. He wrote it all by himself. O.K., Stevie, bring your three friends | |
up, they can play with you. That Seve Vai, what a nice little boy. {I wrote | |
this song for all my friends. When I grow up, I'm gonna be a famous Rock | |
'n Roll guitar player.} Love it. EH, HE, HE, go ahead. {And this is my | |
whammy bar. And it's gonna be loud.} Don't you think that's a bit loud? | |
Boys!!! It's getting too loud! You're getting out of control, boys. Stevie, | |
now calm down class, calm down. Mr. Vai, you've got to turn it down... | |
{What did you say, you want me to turn it down? You mean down like this...} | |
(Boys, What happened to that nice music?) That sounds like noise Mr. Vai. | |
And I want it stopped! You've all got detention. {Uh, oh, here comes | |
trouble.} Ayy. Vai, are you outta your mind? You, guys, ya don't back off. | |
Ya must be crazy! I'm gonna flip-out. I'm tellin' you. If this is my | |
final flip-out, you guys are gonna go with me. {Ah, shut up.} Will you | |
two stop dancing like that. Frankie, leave that girl alone! We're not | |
gonna have another incident like Mildred. Come here to me me, Vai, don't | |
you hear me? Come here you little snit. Wait 'till I get my hands... | |
don't you run away. Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay Vai. Knock it off! Get | |
off my desk! {Hey Andrea, check this out.} Oh, Stevie, you promised me | |
you'd play nice music; People out of control, dancin' on the desks. Playin' | |
with the girls. That awful noise just make people go wild. You gotta turn | |
that music down, Stevie, please. {I'm fearless in my heart. They will | |
always see that in my eyes. I am the Passion; I am the Warfare. I will never | |
stop...Always constant, accurate, and intense.} Mark my words, you'll never | |
amount to anything, Steve Vai. You'll see, you'll be a bum, in the streets. | |
A bum, that's it, a bum. I thought you were such a nice little boy. Ya | |
know what? Ya mean, ya got a mean, nasty, vicious streak. Why don't you | |
just quit school? Move to California with all those other bums. Go, that's | |
where you belong, with all those crazies out in California. Maybe you'll be | |
famous; {Thank you very much.} Ha! That's the funniest thing I've ever | |
heard. {Thank you very much.} You-famous? With that noise? Ha! I'll | |
see ya in jail; {Thank you very much.} Give me a break Stevie, stop it. | |
You'll see, mark my words. |
Now Stevie, now don' t be nervous, honey, O. K.? I' m gonna go in I' m | |
gonna introduce you then you' re gonna come in with your guitar you' re | |
gonna play that nice, nice music you were telling me about while you' re | |
doing that, I' ll be sitting in the back of the. We' ll have such a good time, | |
so don' t you be nervous, honey. It will relaw everybody, we' ll be so happy. | |
I' m gonna go n now. I' ll introduce you, O. K.? HEADS UP! Now you kids you, | |
all of you, calm down. That' s good, O. K. everyone in your own seat, that' s | |
good. O. K., now, little Stevie Vai is going to play a composition on the | |
guitar. He wrote it all by himself. O. K., Stevie, bring your three friends | |
up, they can play with you. That Seve Vai, what a nice little boy. I wrote | |
this song for all my friends. When I grow up, I' m gonna be a famous Rock | |
' n Roll guitar player. Love it. EH, HE, HE, go ahead. And this is my | |
whammy bar. And it' s gonna be loud. Don' t you think that' s a bit loud? | |
Boys!!! It' s getting too loud! You' re getting out of control, boys. Stevie, | |
now calm down class, calm down. Mr. Vai, you' ve got to turn it down... | |
What did you say, you want me to turn it down? You mean down like this... | |
Boys, What happened to that nice music? That sounds like noise Mr. Vai. | |
And I want it stopped! You' ve all got detention. Uh, oh, here comes | |
trouble. Ayy. Vai, are you outta your mind? You, guys, ya don' t back off. | |
Ya must be crazy! I' m gonna flipout. I' m tellin' you. If this is my | |
final flipout, you guys are gonna go with me. Ah, shut up. Will you | |
two stop dancing like that. Frankie, leave that girl alone! We' re not | |
gonna have another incident like Mildred. Come here to me me, Vai, don' t | |
you hear me? Come here you little snit. Wait ' till I get my hands... | |
don' t you run away. Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay, Ay Vai. Knock it off! Get | |
off my desk! Hey Andrea, check this out. Oh, Stevie, you promised me | |
you' d play nice music People out of control, dancin' on the desks. Playin' | |
with the girls. That awful noise just make people go wild. You gotta turn | |
that music down, Stevie, please. I' m fearless in my heart. They will | |
always see that in my eyes. I am the Passion I am the Warfare. I will never | |
stop... Always constant, accurate, and intense. Mark my words, you' ll never | |
amount to anything, Steve Vai. You' ll see, you' ll be a bum, in the streets. | |
A bum, that' s it, a bum. I thought you were such a nice little boy. Ya | |
know what? Ya mean, ya got a mean, nasty, vicious streak. Why don' t you | |
just quit school? Move to California with all those other bums. Go, that' s | |
where you belong, with all those crazies out in California. Maybe you' ll be | |
famous Thank you very much. Ha! That' s the funniest thing I' ve ever | |
heard. Thank you very much. Youfamous? With that noise? Ha! I' ll | |
see ya in jail Thank you very much. Give me a break Stevie, stop it. | |
You' ll see, mark my words. |