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
Hey, 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 "Ridin' 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 "Ridin' the Gravy Train", yeah
