Uno, dos, one two three is quatroInterpreter:Autographs for the sick, they want to touch youMonogrammed polygraph kit, she wants to buy twoShe’s warning all her children of the horrors of rock’n rollYou’re a bonfire lover counting dollars in the afterglowPhonographs for the deaf, they can’t hear youGloves for the amputees, they can’t cheer youDown at the stadium they’re waiting for the end of the ageYou’re praying for the healthy…While the lame never get to the stageAutographs for the sick, they want to touch youMonogrammed polygraph kit, she wants to buy twoShe’s warning all her children of the horrors of rock’n rollYou’re a bonfire lover counting dollars in the afterglowDit dit doo