Eddie waited 'til he finished high school. He went to Hollywood got a tattoo. He met a girl out there with a tattoo too. The future was wide open. They moved into a place they both could afford. He found a nightclub he could work at the door. She had a guitar and she taught him some chords. The sky was the limit. Into the great wide open. Under them skies of blue. Out in the great wide open. A rebel without a clue. The papers said Ed always played from the heart. He got an agent and a roadie named Bart. They made a record and it went in the chart. The sky was the limit. His leather jacket had chains that would jingle. They both met movie stars partied and mingled. Their A&R man said "I don't hear a single". The future was wide open. Into the great wide open. Under them skies of blue. Out in the great wide open. A rebel without a clue.