You don't sing. You just dress.
And all those skirts seem so impressed.
Because you fit the little niche,
Yeah, they wanna put you in.
So just sit back. Yeah, just relax,
While we feign our heart attacks.

Always saving face,
If that's your saving grace.
Whoa! You've gotta be kidding me!

Rewrite the book of rock 'n roll.
Well, your new song sounds so old.
And when you dance it's Solid Gold.
Oh, look, you've got them on a roll!
So if this song goes on too long,
If you hate it, then Bang a Gong.

Always saving face,
If that's your saving grace.
Whoa! You've gotta be kidding me!
You know, it's who comes to the show.

It doesn't matter how you play at the show.
It comes down to who you know.
It doesn't matter how you play at the show.
It's who you know.

Have you read the weeklies?
Oh, this city's so in need of me!
We're so sick of noise rock
We will knock all the songs out.

Always saving face,
If that's your saving grace.
Whoa! You've gotta be kidding me!
You know, it's who comes to the show.


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