VAN HALEN

Van Halen
a young kid running the streets of California
Brother Alex playing on the pots & pans
In time young Eddie bought a guitar
hoping in hid heart he'll go far

Although from that scene many years had passed
still having every reason to grasp,
A deep aura of musical talent intact
Soon a band was formed with Diamond Dave, Alex, Michael & Ed

what was going on inside his head
flirting with drugs along his path
Working so hard anyone else would have a heart attack
Eruption on stage with the wailing of his guitar 1984

Still time had passed and the parting of the ways with Diamond Dave
Out of sadness there was new gladness with Sammy singing lead
A break up with Valerie Bertenelli yet out came son Wolfie
Hitting the streets again a brief excursion

A band with a talent unmatched still another parting of ways
Then it was Mr. Cherona that fell apart at the seems to extreme
Looking back today the band went all the way
Shooting to the stars a reunited band with Diamond Dave again

Perhaps it's best to hold our breath and count to the number ten ?
Eddie was and still is my biggest inspiration
Now is a good time for the band to take a break on a long vacation.
erupt toward a cow chewing on its cud like a sling crossed onto the mud'
model creature eating at Archer Features in the zone feeling covered alone'
isolation in preparation lost in the sauce of evaporation see ya soon better
I'm here today and gone tomorrow amidst the given take of sorrow,
Eddie Van Halen went on a vacation pardon me in occupation breathing alone
from two heads together no matter the weather pressed in forever not matter weather
come do the twister sorry that I missed her peal back the curtain of uncertainty'
look into the crystalized lens mediocrity people can be set free along with captivity
Twister so sorry that I missed her feeling undone in the eruption zone
sweet haze have it arranged who are we to blame feathers will train
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Mario William Vitale

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