Stairway to the Stars

On your feet, or on your kneels Here they come, from New York city Blue Öyster Cult You can have my autograph You know I think I'll sign it in love to you I should have sign it just for you Stairway to the stars, I think I'll write good health to you Stairway to the stars, we got better things to do You can drive my motorcar You know it's insured to thirty thou Kill them all if you wish Stairway to the stars, I think I'll write good health to you Stairway to the stars, we got better things to do Yeah, Chicago, Buck on the guiter You can have my autograph I think I'll sign it good health to you Upon the cast, your broken arm Stairway to the stars, I think I'll write good health to you Stairway to the stars, I hope you heal up real quick Stairway to the stars Stairway to the stars Stairway to the stars Stairway to the stars Yeah