[ Featuring Tom Morello ]
A-one, a-two, a-you know what to do
The music plays for free tonight
From the corporate parasites
Living off the blood of the creators
The player stands there all alone
Shreds his fingers to the bone
Everywhere he looks, nothing but traitors
Whatever skill that you posses
The new machine makes you second best
They're working hard, you know it's true
To find an app to replace you
The last guitar hero
With the tools of your trade
The last guitar hero
So genuine hand made
The last guitar hero
With your big old Marshall stack
Gone like a record store
And never coming back
Hell, you ain't never coming back
We heard that change is here to stay
Hell, that's what they said yesterday
But who can tell which way this wind is blowing
Were traveling at the speed of light
We're nothing more than bits and bytes
Does anybody know where this thing's going?
Is there a place for you and me?
Beyond the lure of technology
They're counting beans, you know it's true
To steal that job away from you
The last guitar hero
With the tools of our trade
The last guitar hero
Angry and afraid
The last guitar hero
So cool and dressed in black
Gone like a dinosaur
And never coming back
He ain't never coming back, no
Huh, the last guitar hero
Why should anybody care?
He's the last guitar hero
With pretty pop stars everywhere
The last guitar hero
With his beat-up Fender Strat
Gone like a record store
And never coming back
The last guitar hero
As good as you can get
The last guitar hero
Caught up in the net
The last guitar hero
Tell me, what else can you do?
The last guitar hero
Ooh, when they come for you
