Ninteen seventy-one
we all heard the starters gun
New york was such a pity
but at Max´s Kansas city we won

we all shot the shit at the bar
with johnny o´toole and his scar
and then old clive davis said
he´s surly gonna make us a star
just the way you are

but with all his style
i could see it in his eyes
we were goin on trial

It was no surprize
the boys kept kicking ass
as usual time would tell
but some bitch in the choir
threw some water on the fires of hell
she loved to show and tell
lord she loved to tell

but with all our style
you could se it in our eyes
that we is still on trial

and it was no surprise
no surprise
no surprise
no surprise

midnight lady
situation fetal
vaccinate your ass
with a phonograph needle

i say
look it here
friend of mine
scratch like you need calomine
flamingo boots
soles a creakin
stil in love with a puerto rican too

ridin on the wheels of hell
smokin in our axle grease
oh the backstage is rockin
and we were coppin from the local police
thats right the local police
or the justice of the peace

but with all our style
you could see it in our eyes
that we is still on trial

baby its no surprise
no surprise
no surprise
no surprise

rock and roll
junckie whore
got my foot inside the door
Knock knock knock knock knock
nobodies keepin score

bad time
go away
come again some other day
topaz and sazzafrazz
will keep the blues away

candy store
rock and roll
corporation jellyroll
play the singles it ain´t me
it´s programed insanity

you ascap
if bmi
could ever make a mountain fly
if japanese can boil teas
then where the fucks my royalties