Success Story by The Who Lyrics
Friday night, I'm on my way home
They oughta make work a crime
I'm home for the weekend
I'm going to make the most of my time
There's a rock and roll singer on the television
Giving up his music, gonna take up religion
Deserted rock and roll
To try to save his soul
Saturday night, gotta gig with a band
Playing the electric guitar
Someday I'm going to make it
Going to be a super-duper-star
Get a big flashy car
And a house for my Ma
The big break better happen soon
Because I'm pushing twenty-one
Just like Cinderella
When she couldn't go to the ball
A voice said, "I'm your fairy manager
You shall play the Carnegie Hall"
I got to give up my day job
To become a heartthrob
I may go far if I smash my guitar
Away for the weekend
I've got to play some one-night stands
Six for the tax man, and one for the band
Back in the studio to make our latest number one
Take two-hundred-and-seventy-six
You know, this used to be fun
Monday morning, I just got home
Six and the birds are singing
I need a drink and my clothes are wet
Oh, and my ears are still ringing
There's a rock and roll singer bopping on the TV
He used to be a preacher, but now he sings in a major key
Amended his decision to the new religion
They oughta make work a crime
I'm home for the weekend
I'm going to make the most of my time
There's a rock and roll singer on the television
Giving up his music, gonna take up religion
Deserted rock and roll
To try to save his soul
Saturday night, gotta gig with a band
Playing the electric guitar
Someday I'm going to make it
Going to be a super-duper-star
Get a big flashy car
And a house for my Ma
The big break better happen soon
Because I'm pushing twenty-one
Just like Cinderella
When she couldn't go to the ball
A voice said, "I'm your fairy manager
You shall play the Carnegie Hall"
I got to give up my day job
To become a heartthrob
I may go far if I smash my guitar
Away for the weekend
I've got to play some one-night stands
Six for the tax man, and one for the band
Back in the studio to make our latest number one
Take two-hundred-and-seventy-six
You know, this used to be fun
Monday morning, I just got home
Six and the birds are singing
I need a drink and my clothes are wet
Oh, and my ears are still ringing
There's a rock and roll singer bopping on the TV
He used to be a preacher, but now he sings in a major key
Amended his decision to the new religion