[Verse] In the shadows of the city, where the streets talk in whispers A guitar weeps, minor keys, like a heart in the night (in the night) Bottles and dreams, they clutter my floor I'm a Poor Boy with riffs, and stories galore (ooh yeah) [Chorus] Playing the blues, with a dark and dirty twist From the gutter to the stars, my strings tell no lies (tell no lies) La to Re, Mi to Re, the chords of my soul In this hard rock symphony, I aim to rock and roll (rock and roll) [Bridge] Underneath the neon, where the vultures circle I find my sanctuary, in the howl of a werewolf (of a werewolf) My axe in hand, I slash at the night A poor boy's masterpiece, in the glow of streetlight (ooh yeah) [Outro] So I play on, in my corner of the world A troubadour of darkness, a minstrel, a pearl (a pearl) [Ending] (strumming the minor chords)