I met a man from Bad Axe, Michigan

He had a drummer who was also from Bad Axe

They came over to Boston

When they heard that's where, the music is;

And got an apartment where all their friends could hang around or live

They stayed a while; they played their songs

They gave us lots of hope like nothing could go wrong

They cut a demo; it just made sense

It's plain good rock & roll with Beatles influence

Oh, oh, oh, oh, and if Bad Axe was here

Well they'd turn this mutha out

Yeah, everyone would cheer

And everyone would shout

"one more song, one more song

You'll find where you belong

But don't forget now where you came from;

Don't forget where you have been."

You boys are from Bad Axe, MI

Started a family, now times are tough

It seems we songwriters, we're never make enough

So he's off to Nashville; he's tired of this

Maybe this Boston music scene was just a myth