[Intro] (Heavy, rhythmic drum intro, followed by a greasy, overdriven guitar riff) (Singer yells: "Alright, turn it up!") [Verse 1] In the cold damp basement, with a musty cistern smell / We were four dreamers, living off of schemes / Wipe the dust from the mirror, paint up my face / Eighteen-year-old riots breaking out of their cage / With our fancy leather jackets and some grease in our hair / We’re building a kingdom out of thin, cold air. / [Pre-Chorus] So zip up the vinyl pants, lace up the boots / We’re cutting the cords, and we're tearing up roots / A wide awake dream, a vision coming clean / We’re setting our sights on a rock n roll show / [Chorus] Oh, it’s a Fab Phantasy! / Step into the glow, baby, set yourself free / We’re like white lightning in a dirty gray sky / We’re gonna live out loud / We ain’t gonna hide / [Verse 2] Jax is spinning lightning from a silver wire / Mick is on the leather, setting beats on fire / Leo’s got the rumble shaking up the floor / And I’m the main attraction banging down your door / They call it a sin, but we call it fine art / We’re putting on the makeup to expose our heart. / [Pre-Chorus] So zip up the leathers, lace up the boots We’re cutting the cords, and we're tearing up roots Let the six-string scream, let the heavy bass roll We’re charting a course to save rock 'n' roll! [Chorus] Oh, it’s a Fab Phantasy! Step into the spotlight, darling, set yourself free / We’re like white lightning in a dirty sky / We’ve set our course, we’re too loud to die! / [Bridge] (Tempo slows slightly, shifting to a heavy, dramatic groove) Are you ready for the magic? / Are you ready for the show? / Out of the underground... / To the biggest show (Yeeeaahhh) / (Dash lets out a high-pitched, theatrical scream) [Guitar Solo] (Raw, feedback-laden, bluesy 1970s guitar solo with heavy use of wah-wah pedal) [Chorus] Oh, it’s a Fab Phantasy! / Step into the now, baby, set yourself free / We’re like white lightning in a filthy sky / Cleansing the airwaves, we’re too loud to die! / [Outro] Yeah, a Fab Phantasy! / (Heavy drum fills) Shiny heels and thunder! / Take us under! / (Guitar feedback rings out, ending with a final, crashing drum hit)
