ACE FREHLEY" by the FRONTIER FUCKING WIVES (as recalled from a dead brain)

A great ball of flames from a chemical cloud
burned Ace Frehley to the ground
Silvery ashes and poisonous gasses
from the styrofoam spacesuit he wore

Buried in France, they get drunk on your grave
but I know they're wrong
Wherever you are, Ace Frehley, grab your Les Paul
play me a ROCK 'N ROLL SONG!!

Sing about cars, smokin' guitars
Ace Frehley, put your big heels on
Is your face still white, silver and bright?
Ace Frehley, is your hair still long?

A million young boys cried since you died
cried all over the tombstone that's on your grave
really it's been to long (it's been too long)

Sing about cars, smokin' guitars
Ace Frehley, put your big heels on
Is your face still white, silver and bright?
Ace Frehley, is your hair still long?

Sing about cars, smokin' guitars
Ace Frehley, put your big heels on
Is your face clown white, silver and bright?
Ace Frehley (Ace Frehley...), IS YOUR HAIR STILL LONG