So you want to be a rock & roll star

Well listen now to what I say

Just get an electric guitar

And take some time and learn how to play



And when if your hairs are right

And your pants are tight It's gonna be all right

(It's gonna be all right)



Well is time to go downtown

To the agent man he won't let you down

Sell your soul to the company

They're all waiting there To sell plastic wares

And in a week or two if you make the charts

The girls will tear you apart



What you pay for these riches and fame

Well it's all a vicious game You're a little insane

What you get is the public acclaim

Don't forget who you are You're a rock & roll star



Na na na na na...



*Cover from The Byrds