Lyrics:

Whoo! Yeah
Whoo!

Frank O'Reilly took a notion
For to cross the silver ocean
And he went by invitation
With an electric touring band
He was the telecaster jester
In his green on red sou-ester
From Glasgow to Liverpool to Manchester
Yeah he layed that rhythm down
Rock 'n roll

He was a soulboy of St. Andrew
He was a Tinseltown Commando
Dreaming of valium girls and the Babylon crew
He came in search of fun
Well, he stuffed his ears with metal
And he walked over rose petals
As the Radio Activity settled, yeah
In the California sun

Walkmans and Magnums, oh
Walkmans and Magnums, oh, yeah
Be careful in the sunshine

As he was listening to the sound
Of his favorite band
And he was snapping on the fingers
Of his cool right hand, yeah
He met a local businessman
Who made him this offer
Well, it's your wealth or your health or your ass, boy
Or would you like to smell this little toy
In the dark metal hole he saw Hollywood's soul
Fast forward on a VCR

Walkmans and Magnums, yeah
Walkmans and Magnums, oh, yeah
Be careful in the sunshine

Walkmans and Magnums
Walkmans and Magnums, oh, yeah
Be careful in the sunshine
Whoo, whoo!

Frank O'Reilly took a notion
For to cross the silver ocean
And he went by invitation
With an electric touring band
Frank O'Reilly took a notion
For to cross the silver ocean
And he went by invitation
With an electric touring band