Come in 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
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

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