High Priest of Rhythmic Noise Cheap Trick

It's been a long time, baby
High priest of rhytmic noise
Living inside of me
I been goin' round in ciricles
And I've considered first degree
Just a singer in a mind choir
Lives on harmony
If the song don't change the choir won't sin
Won't sing the same song forever
It's such a pity
What's a poor boy to do
It's such a pity
What's a poor boy to do
You look strange, that's what I like
You look strange like me
Fit to be tied, a little bedtime story
Next position please
Just a singer in a mind choir
Lives on harmony
If the song don't change the choir won't sing
Won't sing the same song forever
It's such a pity
What's a poor boy to do
It's such a pity
What's a poor boy to do
It's such a pity
What's a poor boy to do
When the high priest of rhythmic noise
Is inside of you
Don't give up, get out, get down
(forever is a long long time)
Don't stand up, shut up, sit down
(you're strange, that's what I like)
Don't make a move till you hear that sound
(I'm just a singer in a mind choir)
Don't give up, get out, get down
(high priest of rhytmic noise)