The lights go down – the stage is set.

A man in the wings breaks out in sweat.

A backstage-joker spiked his coke while

The dressing room was full of smoke.

A crowd of fools got him high!

He’s afraid he’s gonna die.

He’s the apple of their eye…

He steps into the remaining light –

The crowd go wild – he’s outta sight.

Arms held high in a sign of peace.

His manager signed a one-night lease.

The house is full, getting high!

He’s afraid he’s gonna die.

He’s the apple of their eye…

He struts, he strolls,

His love is rock and roll.

He’s the veteran cosmic rocker!



He steps into the remaining light –

The crowd go wild – he’s outta sight.

Arms held high in a sign of peace.

His manager signed a one-night lease.

The crowd are full, getting high!

He’s afraid he’s gonna die.

He’s the apple of their eye…

He struts, he strolls,

His life is rock and roll.

…

He’s the veteran cosmic rocker!

He’s afraid that he will die!