Get in your seat boy, Take out your pen, and write me something nice about Tchaikovsky
Sonny, put down that guitar, Sonny, this time you’ve gone too far
Told you boy, a thousand times, I ain’t got no time for Chuck Berry
Sonny, get out of my class, Sonny, your Rock ‘n Roll can kiss my ass (well it’s big enough)
Can’t you see you don’t belong, ‘cos there ain’t nothing wrong with Beethoven
Smash up that guitar boy, it won’t do you no good
‘Cos Tchaikovsky rocks, like Elvis never could
Sonny, you really don’t belong, Sonny, you call that a song
I can’t find no melody, so why d’you wanna be Eddie Cochrane
Sonny, I won’t tell you no more, Sonny, take your music out my door
Get out quick and don’t look back or you could face attack, from Tolley
Smash up that guitar boy, it won’t do you no good
‘Cos Tchaikovsky rocks, like Elvis never could
Now you’ll see, you need me, as I inspire you, like Elvis never could
(Words and music by Doc. © Cyhoeddiadau Mwldan)
