Dorothy Chandler

Lyrics

[Rock section] You're puckin' the cable You're turnin' the table You're sittin' with your bow tie Gettin' kinda cross-eyed Try'na read the label Good evenin', Mister Critic How many shows did you blow All by yourself, Mister Critic All by yourself, Mister Critic Hey, yeah, hey, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah But I wanna be a rock 'n' roll christian I wanna be, deep down in my heart I've got to be A rock 'n' roll christian, baby, baby A rock 'n' roll christian, baby Bad news, no good news Ice-cold company to cynic on the pop And they're right about the blues Good evenin', Mister Critic Tell us what records to choose 'Cause we need you, Mister Critic Yeah we need you, so bad Hey, yeah Hey, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah But I wanna be a rock 'n' roll christian I wanna be, deep down in my heart I've got to be A rock 'n' roll christian, baby, baby A rock 'n' roll christian, baby I have got to be a rock 'n' roll christian, baby A rock 'n' roll christian A rock 'n' roll christian A rock 'n' roll, ooh, got to, got to be [Lament section] How many songs of love have you written in your life, sir? How many have you to destroy? Who is the man who doesn't pay to see the place, sir? And is angry with his wife Takes out his knife And puts the show away, hey, hey Puts the show away? [Instrumental section] [Rock section] And some are spastic, and some are mastic And some are stillborn, hopes are children But they're all made out of plastic And I'm whole, Mister Critic Just let the hole in you sew Good evenin', Mister Critic Good evenin', Mister Critic Hey, yeah, hey, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Well I wanna be a rock 'n' roll christian I wanna be, deep down in my heart I've got to be A rock 'n' roll christian, baby, baby A rock 'n' roll christian, baby I have got to be a rock 'n' roll christian, baby A rock 'n' roll christian A rock 'n' roll christian A rock 'n' roll, ooh, got to, got to be