Birdie Vibes

Sunrise paints the fairway gold, cleats dig in, the story's told

Got my clubs all lined up tight, ready for a rock and roll fight

Eighteen holes of green delight, gonna swing with all my might

Pressure on, but I don't fold, gonna leave my worries down the road

This ain't your grandpa's golf, this is power drive and soulful scoff

Rippin' through the rough like a riff, every shot's a sonic gift

Gonna tame this course, make it shift, with a swing that's strong and swift

This ain't your grandpa's game, it's a rock and roll hall of fame!

Sand trap blues got nothin' on me, bunker blaster mentality

Chip it close, let the birdie see, this ain't a walk in the park, you agree?