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Those Hits Keep Rolling In ©

Gordon Fjaelberg
Bridgend, Wales
1978

We're a rocking, rolling group,
Though we shuffle and we stoop,
And are getting just a little
Past our prime;
But by popular demand
This here rocking, rolling band
Is all set to conquer Britain
One more time.
When we go on any tour
They'll be queuing at the door,
Just to mention us sells tickets
In advance.
We've played venues everywhere
- Buenos Aires! Aberdare! -
Even Milton Keynes has lost its
Old romance.

But those hits keep rolling in,
Yes, those hits keep rolling in,
We daren't back out
While making so much cash.
Since the public can't forget us
Then our manager won't let us,
So we'll go on stage
And get us
One more hit to roll on in.

Our rheumatic, shaky knees,
Plus a geriatric wheeze,
Help decry the fact that we are
Kings of Pop.
We prevent senile decay
With some whiskies every day;
Now I really think it's time to
Call a stop.
We have had a thousand hits
Dating well before the Blitz,
And I'm certain that we'll have
A thousand more.
We've played every kind of junk,
From Beethoven down to punk;
Can you blame us if we wonder:
"What's it for?"

But those hits keep rolling in,
Yes, those hits keep rolling in,
We daren't back out
While making so much cash.
Since the public can't forget us,
Then our manager won't let us,
So we'll go on stage
And get us
One more hit to roll on in.

Eighty eight's too old to be a pop star,
Just driving in a van from town to town,
Giving concerts, autographing
Pictures for the kids;
Honestly, it's quite enough
To get a grand-dad down.
Soon I'll gain some wisdom, and retire,
To potter round a green-house as I please,
Place my muddy boots upon some
Ancient mantle-piece,
Pull upon a pipe, and bounce
Grand-children on my knees.

On that far distant day
You can go your own sweet way,
Those hits can roll
Without much help from me.
I'll be taking to my bed
To sleep a week or two, instead
Of standing up and feeling dead,
Just watching hits come rolling in.

But those hits keep rolling in,
Yes, those hits keep rolling in,
We daren't back out
While making so much cash.
Since the public can't forget us,
Then our manager won't let us,
So we'll go on stage
And get us
One more hit to roll on in.


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