Have a Cigar

Come on here, dear boy, have a cigar

You're gonna go far

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, of the town you are the talk, man

But who the hell's this guy they call Bob Cock?

And did we tell you the name of the game, boy?

We call it riding the gravy train, yeah

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 hell of a 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, yeah