Uproar is a place for music galore. There's too many good bands to ignore. Get ready for hardcore.
Hope you're feeling perky to meet strangers and talk turkey while munching on free beef jerky.
Wash that down with a free Rockstar. Wander around the bazaar. Get free stuff and feel like a czar.
Get pumped up on caffeine. There's three stages to stumble between. Feel sweat soak through jean.
The sun is beating down. You still bop around, acting like a clown. Whatever you do, don't frown.
Go get yourself a Rockstar hat. The Rotation booth is where it's at. Now you can be a cool cat.
Scoop up some wrist bands at PBR. You don't have to go very far. It looks sweet playing guitar.
Pabst Blue Ribbon has red, white and blue. Have different colors to match to? There's more, whew.
Matador has free white ones. A neutral color matches tons. Plus, it shows off your buff guns.
Get a collection of stickers. Some promote awesome liquors. You can stick them on your knickers.
There's a few local bands. Go over and shake their hands. Watch as their musical horizon expands.
Pick up a poster. Get autographs and become a boaster. Feel giddy like riding a roller coaster.
Want to win a sweet guitar? How about a Harley to take you far? Cross fingers and wish upon a star.
“I've got a new low, all 52 cards in a row...” Mosh around to the Middle Class Rut show.
Former Gun 'N Roses guys are on stage. Their talents are easy to gauge. They know how to engage.
It would've been cool to see them together, big hair and leather, with a roach clip on a feather.
Still, you can't help but feel in awe. Tempted to take off your bra? Deer in headlights, dropped jaw.
You love the Dead Daisies skeleton face. It's plastered all over the place. Tattoo that up, Ace.
One lead singer had on a cast. Still, he hobbled around pretty fast. It still looked like he had a blast.
The Walking Papers can groove. They make the crowd really move. Thumbs up, you approve.
You know the feeling when you hear “Been Caught Stealing?” The nostalgia is reeling.
“Have you seen my wig around?” Those chicks on stage need to be crowned. Love the flowing gown.
How did Alice get in the Chain? Could you feel the presence of Layne? Transport to another plane.
It's just like he's here. The new voice is so clear. It makes people feel as if he is near.
There's so many favorite songs. Are those guys smoking bongs? Ah, you know it belongs.
You're not one to judge. Some might say you eat too much fudge. There's nothing to begrudge.
Don't spy like an elf. Sit back and enjoy yourself. Put your cares way back on a faraway shelf.
Uproar is a musical escape. Pretend your a superhero with a cape. Watch as people's mouths gape.
Run around on the hill. Just don't let your drink spill, or else you'll cry out, “oh, no, Mr. Bill!”
Take care of that brewster. Don't be sniffing somebody's rooster. Running water is a booster.
Are they playing I'm Man in the Box? That and Sick Man rocks. Don't be looking at the clocks.
You don't want to go. You dread the end of the show. You don't want the musical high to slow.
Yet, all good things come to an end. Try to locate your lost friend. To the car, you descend.
For more information on Uproar, visit www.rockstaruproar.com. The author of more than 100 books, Marisa Williams earned her Master's in Writing from the Johns Hopkins University. For more by Marisa, visit www.lulu.com/spotlight/thorisaz and http://www.examiner.com/tourism-in-detroit/marisa-williams.