We're the unsung heroes of this thing called rock and roll
We stick around behind the scenes while front life takes its toll
Steve Barry put his bass drum where it had never gone before
In the middle of all those grassroots my Marcas and Tommy Rowe
Jeff Barry used acoustic guitars when
Neil Diamond didn't know what they was
And you squeaked to the sound of Bobby Crew before my eyes adored you
You got cards,
you got notes
But when I'm the king of the hoax you know you got votes
You got cards,
you got notes
But when I'm the king of the hoax you know you got votes
All your feet came off the ground when you heard the spectre sound
And over in England the man with the
most was always first past the post
I took you on a trip to the moon and
gave you Genesis the little too soon
But I found you the rollers in 10cc
so I reckon the prize belongs to me
Ooga Jagga Ooga Ooga Ooga Jagga Ooga Ooga I'm not in love
No way
You got cards,
you got notes
But when I'm the king of the hoax you know you got votes
You got cards,
you got notes
But when I'm the king of the hoax you know you got votes
And who needs art when you got votes