C’mon Songtext
von The Screaming Jets

I look at the TV screen, a lot flashes before me
So tell me what does it mean and why they′re so boring?
Come on
Let me show you how to do it
Well, there's the radio and the shit they play makes my stomach turn
I just wanna hear some rock ′n roll
I want some radio burn
Come on
Let me show you how to do it
Well, come on, yeah
Let me show you how to do it
Yeah, yeah, yeah
That's all right
It's Carl Hatchford on the drums, ladies and gentlemen
You′ll have to thank him for his service
Well, I see the factory people leading plastic lives


They suffer too, tired, misfortune for life
Solid TV, it is your guide
Your favorite brows with sleeper eyes
So come on
Let me show you how to do it
I said, come on
Let me show you how to do it
Well, come on
Let me show you how to do it
Well, I said, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on
Let me show you how to do it
Well, all right, yeah
Yeah
Well, thank you so very, very much
We are The Screaming Jets
We′re all gone