Rock Show

Whats that man holding in his hand?
He looks a lot like a guy I knew way back when
It’s silly willy with the Philly band
Could be….. Oo-ee….. 
Tell me, what’s that man movin’ cross the stage?
It looks a lot like the one used by Jimmy Page
It’s like a relic from a different age
Could be….. Oo-ee….. 

If there’s a ROCK SHOW
at the Concertgebouw
They’ve got long hair
at the Madison Square
You’ve got Rock and Roll 
at the Hollywood Bowl
we’ll be there….
 Oh yeah…

The lights go down
They’re back in town O.K.
Behind the stacks 
you glimpse an axe
The tension mounts 
you score an ounce, ole!
Temperatures rise as 
you see the whites of their eyes…

If there’s a ROCK SHOW
at the Concertgebouw
You’ve got long hair
at the Madison Square
They’ve got Rock and Roll 
at the Hollywood Bowl
we’ll be there….
 Oh yeah…

In my green metal suit 
I’m preparing to shoot up the city
And the ring at the end of my nose 
makes me look rather pretty
It’s a pity there’s nobody here
to witness the end. . . . . 
Save for my dear old friend and confidante
Mademoiselle Kitty

Whats that man movin’ to and fro?
That decibel meter doesn’t seem to be reading low.
But they was louder at the Rainbow 
Could be – Oo-ee. . . . . 

If there’s a ROCK SHOW
at the Concertgebouw
They’ve got long hair
at the Madison Square
You’ve got rock and roll
at the Hollywood Bowl
We’ll be there. . . 
Oh yeah. . . . . 

If there’s a ROCK SHOW…….. [Repeat]

Who’s that there? Oh, it’s you babe.
Come on now, we’re going down to the rock show.
Remember last week when I promised I was gonna buy a good seat at the rock show
Well I bought it 
Come on now get your dress on, place your wig on straight.
We can’t be late, come on, we’ve got a date,
We’re goin’ down to the rock show.