The Worst Band in the World
It's one thing to know it but another to admitWe're the worst band in the worldBut we don't give a....
If Garbo played guitar with Valentino on the drumsThen we'd be nothing more than a bunch of darma bumsSo tune up, tune up
Well we've never done a days work in our lifeAnd our records sell in zillionsIt irrigates my heart with greedTo know that you adore meUp yours, up mineBut up everybody's that takes time -But we're working on itWorking on it (Ooh)
We never seen the van - leave it to the roadies -Never met the roadies - leave them in the vanAll because of circumstances way beyond controlWe became the darlings of this thing called rock and roll, ooh
Here I am a record on a jukeboxA little piece of plastic with a hole, oohPlay meBuy me and you play me then my plastic turns to gold
Here we are together on your hi fiA little piece of plastic with a hole, ohFade me, fade me, fade me, fade me.....