"Top 40" lyrics
"Top 40"
When I make my Top 40
Smash hit
Rock 'n' roll record
Everything is gonna be just fine
When I make my Top 40
Smash hit
Rock 'n' roll disc
I'll be the record company's valentine
No more philosophic melancholia
Eight hundred pounds of electric genitalia
When I make my Top 40
Smash hit
Rock 'n' roll record
Everything's gonna be just fine
When I make my fuzz tone
Wah-wah
Synthesized record
Everything is gonna be just grand
When I make my fuzz tone
Wah-wah
Synthesized disc
I'll have to get myself a moving van
Costume, hairdo, made up cute
A personal connection in a business suit
When I make my fuzz tone
Wah-wah
Synthesized record
Everything is gonna be just grand
When I make my dynamite
Heavy soul
Freaked out record
Everything is gonna be just swell
When I make my dynamite
Heavy soul
Freaked out disc
I'll be living it up pell-mell
Mountain top hide away
Three-car garage
Out there hustling that sonic massage
When I make my Top 40
Big beat
Heavy soul
Freaked out
Solid gold
Synthesized
Rock 'n' roll record
Everything is gonna be just fine
- AZLyrics
- R
- Robert Palmer Lyrics
album:
"Don't Explain" (1990)
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