Lyrics

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 Everyone 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
Writer(s): George Roger Waters Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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