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I can't turn you off
I just try and laugh you off
tumbling you maybe are
but you sure ain't rock n roll
(chorus)
people standing in the rain
just to see a dream of him
supersonic, oh come back soon
'cause all we got is a marquee moon
billy singer don't waste my time
just turn on to "what's my line"
richard lloyd you hear us knock
you sure have wrote "the golden shot"
(chorus)
old fred smith works froma box
oh what a haggered face
hope he gets lots of shots
from his fender bass
Lyrics submitted by black_cow_of_death
Track duration: 04:55
"Idiot Box" as written by Raymond Ian Burns, Christopher John Millar
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, ANGLO-ROCK, INC.
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