Lyrics:

Come In Here, Dear Boy, Have A Cigar. **lf**you''re Gonna Go Far, **lf**you''re Gonna Fly High,**lf**you''re Never Gonna Die, **lf**you''re Gonna Make It, If You Try; **lf**they''re Gonna Love You. **lf**well I''ve Always Had A Deep Respect, **lf**and I Mean That Most Sincerely. **lf**the Band Is Just Fantastic, **lf**that Is Really What I Think. **lf**oh By The Way, Which One''s Pink **lf****lf**and Did We Tell You The Name Of The Game, Boy **lf**we Call It Riding The Gravy Train. **lf****lf**we''re Just Knocked Out. **lf**we Heard About The Sell Out. **lf**you Gotta Get An Album Out. **lf**you Owe It To The People. **lf**we''re So Happy We Can Hardly Count. **lf**everybody Else Is Just Green, **lf**have You Seen The Chart **lf**it''s A Helluva Start, **lf**it Could Be Made Into A Monster **lf**if We All Pull Together As A Team. **lf****lf**and Did We Tell You The Name Of The Game, Boy**lf**we Call It Riding The Gravy Train. **lf**