I can't turn you off

I just try and laugh you off

Tumbling you maybe are

But you sure ain't rock n roll



(chorus)

People standing in the rain

Just to see a dream of him

Supersonic, oh come back soon

Cos all we got is a marquee moon



Billy singer don't waste my time

Just turn on to "whats my line"

Richard lloyd you hear us knock

You sure have wrote "the golden shot"



(chorus)

Old fred smith works froma box

Oh what a haggered face

Hope he gets lots of shots

From his fender bass