Fist-pumping vocals, thought-provoking lyrics ("...shaking, quaking, crashing, breaking!"), and crunchy-ass riffs --- just what a growing boy needs to help him decide what to talk mom into buying for him next.
Even at the age of seven I knew these things were retarded. But God was that commercial awesome.
http://toyarchive.com/Rocklords.html
I have the Rock Lord that sits outside your back door and conceals a spare house key. It's the only one that seemed remotely practical...
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