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