Lyrics:

Come In Here, Dear Boy, Have A Cigar.
you're Gonna Go Far,
you're Gonna Fly High,
you're Never Gonna Die,
you're Gonna Make It, If You Try;
they're Gonna Love You.
well I've Always Had A Deep Respect,
and I Mean That Most Sincerely.
the Band Is Just Fantastic,
that Is Really What I Think.
oh By The Way, Which One's Pink

and Did We Tell You The Name Of The Game, Boy
we Call It Riding The Gravy Train.

we're Just Knocked Out.
we Heard About The Sell Out.
you Gotta Get An Album Out.
you Owe It To The People.
we're So Happy We Can Hardly Count.
everybody Else Is Just Green,
have You Seen The Chart
it's A Helluva Start,
it Could Be Made Into A Monster
if We All Pull Together As A Team.

and Did We Tell You The Name Of The Game, Boy
we Call It Riding The Gravy Train.