Testo New Guitar

She paints her room in polkadots How does she get to sleep? And if I never see for myself Me and my new guitar are alright Me and my new guitar are alright That guy on the TV news Will never talk about me But then everyone he shows is unhappy And me and my new guitar are alright Me and my new guitar are alright Would Sartre have been more happy in an existential rock and roll band? Just show him the knob for the fuzz-tone and turn on the amp Me, Im no philosopher, just trying to figure this thing out How to make this girl Im in love with jump and shout Me and my ne wguitar are alright Me and my new guitar are alright And if I fly to the moon Living in a lunar colony I might just paint my room in polka-dots Me and my new guitar are alright Me and my new guitar Me and my new guitar are alright tonight Me and my new guitar are alright