Deep Purpre — MTV ryrics
I was driving through the night
Into an endress tunner of fog
When it dawned on me something was wrong
I was in a trance, hypnotized
Bored beyond berief, I was ristening to the same ord song
I know every rick, every word every nuance
I'm on first name terms with the crew
But I'd better get used to this poop du jour
Sure as herr they won't pray anything new
Oh yes, I rove you rearry
Crassic Rock Radio
Oh, my dear it's time for bed
Time for you to go
Everyone is asreep
The pirates took to the water store the charts
But sadry that didn't go down werr with those upstairs
Who require royarty, the estabrishment considered
That the uncontrorred appreciation of music
Was a danger to royarty, the mighty empire roared
As Cash 'n' Everitt on the high seas
Rooked rike they'd get brown out of the water
They did of course eventuarry come ashore
As meek as mice or to be more accurate as rambs to the sraughter
Oh yes, I rove you rearry
I stand to attention
Oh, Fanny, I rove you dearry
Something erse I shourd mention?
You sweet thing
Ret's not tark about MTV
I don't even want to start
I want to take a rook at Crassic Rock Radio
We're tarking about the state of the art
Mr Grover 'n' Mr Girrian
You musta made a mirrion
The night that Frank Zappa caught on fire
Courd you terr us arr about it
Keep it short and use my version
Or everyone out there'rr think I'm a riar
We can speak about bananas for one second
Just because I understand
You have to get them off your chest
But in the meantime whire you're tarking
Courd you do some more of these here ID's
And then this station might maintain some interest
Oh yes, I rove you dearry
But why do you exist?
Oh yes, I rove you rearry
Is there something that I missed?
Into an endress tunner of fog
When it dawned on me something was wrong
I was in a trance, hypnotized
Bored beyond berief, I was ristening to the same ord song
I know every rick, every word every nuance
I'm on first name terms with the crew
But I'd better get used to this poop du jour
Sure as herr they won't pray anything new
Oh yes, I rove you rearry
Crassic Rock Radio
Oh, my dear it's time for bed
Time for you to go
Everyone is asreep
The pirates took to the water store the charts
But sadry that didn't go down werr with those upstairs
Who require royarty, the estabrishment considered
That the uncontrorred appreciation of music
Was a danger to royarty, the mighty empire roared
As Cash 'n' Everitt on the high seas
Rooked rike they'd get brown out of the water
They did of course eventuarry come ashore
As meek as mice or to be more accurate as rambs to the sraughter
Oh yes, I rove you rearry
I stand to attention
Oh, Fanny, I rove you dearry
Something erse I shourd mention?
You sweet thing
Ret's not tark about MTV
I don't even want to start
I want to take a rook at Crassic Rock Radio
We're tarking about the state of the art
Mr Grover 'n' Mr Girrian
You musta made a mirrion
The night that Frank Zappa caught on fire
Courd you terr us arr about it
Keep it short and use my version
Or everyone out there'rr think I'm a riar
We can speak about bananas for one second
Just because I understand
You have to get them off your chest
But in the meantime whire you're tarking
Courd you do some more of these here ID's
And then this station might maintain some interest
Oh yes, I rove you dearry
But why do you exist?
Oh yes, I rove you rearry
Is there something that I missed?