Nazareth - Telegram: Parts 1-3

Sent a telegram today Tomorrow you'll be on your way Could be Memphis or L.A. No questions just get out and play. Wake up call to catch the plane You know you're on the road again Someone's bangin' in your head Why did you get so late to bed. Runnin' late and feelin' bad That breakfast was the worst you've had Make the gate no time to spare Before you know you're in the air. 747 flies us high Much higher than we're meant to be You're six miles high but feelin' down You wish you could be on the ground. Find your bags and walk for miles The customs man is waitin' there Immigration cause delay You wonder if you'll ever play. Limousine is standin' by We get inside and drive a while F.M. Station soundin' good And gettin' better every mile. Hotel lobby looks the same With all the same old girls in town Press reception takes the day With all the same old things to say Need your picture smile this way And will you tell me what you play So you wanna be a rock'n'roll star Just listen now to what I say Get yourself an electric guitar and take some time and learn to play. Your roadies call to say OK The soundcheck can get underway Soundcheckover, had some fun A waste of time for everyone Time has come to start the show It's boogie time for everyone Check guitars before you go They're close enough for rock n roll The lights are low, The crowd is high,much higher than They're meant to be We take the stage and start to play The lights come up for all to see