Sitting in the stand of the sports arena
Waiting for the show to begin
Red lights, green lights, strawberry wine,
A good friend of mine, follows the stars,
Venus and mars are alright tonight


What's that man holding in his hand?

He looks a lot like a guy I knew way back when

Its silly willy with philly band

Could be ... Oo-ee ...



What's that man movin' cross the stage?

It looks a lot like the one used by jimmy page

Its like a relic from a different age

Could be ...Oo-ee ...



If there's rock show

At the concertgebow

They're got long hair

At the madison square

You've got rock and roll

At the hollywood bowl,

We'll be there ... Oo 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 white of their eyes



If there's rock show

At the concertgebow

You're got long hair

At the madison square

They've got rock and roll

At the hollywood bowl,

We'll be there ... Oo 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

Its a pity there's nobody here to witness the end

Save for my dear old friend and confidante - madamoiselle kitty



What's 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 rock show

At the concertgebow

They're got long hair

At the madison square

You got rock and roll

At the hollywood bowl,

We'll be there ... Oo yeah ...



If there's rock show ...



If there's rock show ...



If there's rock show ...



Jet! I can almost remember their funny faces

That time you told me that

You were going to be marrying soon.

And jet, I thought the only

Lonely place was on the moon.

Jet! Jet!



Jet! Was your father as bold as a sergeant major?

How come he told you that

You were hardly old enough yet?

And jet, I thought the major

Was a lady suffragette.

Jet! Jet!



Ah, matter, want jet to always love me?

Ah, matter, want jet to always love me?

Ah, matter, much later.



Jet! With the wind in your hair of a thousand laces.

Climb on the back and we'll

Go for a ride in the sky.

And jet, I thought the major

Was a lady suffragette.

Jet! Jet!