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

(radio channels being shifted)

[Man:] "...and disciplinary remains mercifully"

[Woman:] "Yes, now would you take this star nonsense?"

[Man:] "No, no."

[Woman:] "Now which is it..."

(channel changes)

"I'm sure of it..."

(channel changes)