And your pants so tight
If you make the charts
The girls will tear you apart
It's gonna be all right
The money that came and the public acclaim
Then it's time to go down town
Sell your soul to the company who are waiting there
Then take some time and learn how to play
And in a week or two
Was it all a strange game, you're a little insane
Where the agent man won't let you down
What you're paying for your riches and fame
To sell plastic ware
And when your hair's combed right
Just get an electric guitar