STREET PLAYER ON THE INTERNET

He got a guitar and a head full of songs,
A thousand ideas that have lived there too long,
He hears the drums, he hears the bass,
He hears the music but no one is there.

No crowded room, no band in the night,
No old friends waiting to turn on the lights,
So he found a way to make it alive,
With a little bit of AI by his side.

He doesn’t pretend he’s something he’s not,
He doesn’t need a stage or a spot,
He’s still a rocker, deep in his soul,
He just has no one to play with at home.

He’s a player on the internet street,
Playing because he loves it,
Not for the money,
Not for the fame,
Not for the number of people who know his name.
He’s a street player on the internet,
Playing because he loves it,
No golden dream, no price to pay,
He just wants to play his songs his way.

Some people say, “That’s not a real band,”
But they don’t know the fire behind the plan,
You can change the tools, you can change the sound,
But you can’t kill the rock that’s living underground.

He writes every word, he carries the flame,
Every guitar line still starts in his brain,
AI is only helping him play,
When there’s nobody else who can stay.

He doesn’t need to prove what he is,
He knows what rock and roll means,
It’s not about money or being a star,
It’s about making music wherever you are.

He’s a player on the internet street
Playing because he loves it,
Not for the money,
Not for the fame,
Not for the number of people who know his name.
He’s a street player on the internet,
Playing because he loves it,
No golden dream, no price to pay,
He just wants to play his songs his way.

Maybe someday he’ll find his band,
Four crazy people who will understand,
They’ll plug their guitars into the wall,
Turn everything up and give it their all.

But until that day, he’ll keep playing on,
Writing his songs from dusk till dawn,
A lonely rocker, but never alone,
Because every song he writes becomes his home.

He’s a player on the internet street,
Playing because he loves it,
Not for the money,
Not for the fame,
Not for the number of people who know his name.
He’s a street player on the internet,
Playing because he loves it,
No golden dream, no price to pay,
He just wants to play his songs his way.

He’s a player on the internet street,
And that’s all he wants to be,
He’s playing for the love of music,
And for the freedom to be free.