You don't sing. You just dress.nAnd all those skirts seem so impressed.nBecause you fit the little niche,nYeah, they wanna put you in.nSo just sit back. Yeah, just relax,nWhile we feign our heart attacks.nnAlways saving face,nIf that's your saving grace.nWhoa! You've gotta be kidding me!nnRewrite the book of rock 'n roll.nWell, your new song sounds so old.nAnd when you dance it's Solid Gold.nOh, look, you've got them on a roll!nSo if this song goes on too long,nIf you hate it, then Bang a Gong.nnAlways saving face,nIf that's your saving grace.nWhoa! You've gotta be kidding me!nYou know, it's who comes to the show.nnIt doesn't matter how you play at the show.nIt comes down to who you know.nIt doesn't matter how you play at the show.nIt's who you know.nnHave you read the weeklies?nOh, this city's so in need of me!nWe're so sick of noise rocknWe will knock all the songs out.nnAlways saving face,nIf that's your saving grace.nWhoa! You've gotta be kidding me!nYou know, it's who comes to the show.