The Groove - Neil Merryweather

Close your stained glass eyelids on the world if you can

Technicolor dream yourself away Well you’re ten feet off the ground

Oh but you’re still looking down

At your feet as you walk away From where you stood just yesterday

Hey, turn it over once again

Be a one man band and make your play

Now you played the fools while you were payin' your dues

Makin' the news with the who of whos

Climbing over the top

You’re the cream of the crop

They hear what you’re putting out

You’re a real big show to those in the know

They got their sights on you

Yeh, they’re watching your every move

So you better make sure

That you’re in THE GROOVE

You’re an ordinary man

With extraordinary hands

Playin' your guitar like a shooting star

Hey you’re layin' it on the line

Screamin' as you blow their minds

They buy you while you’re hot

But shoot you down in flames

If you’re not

What you think you are

The kind of rock and roll star that makes the grade

Well you played the blues

While you were payin' your dues

Makin' the news with the who of whos

Climbing over the top

You’re the cream of the crop

They hear what you’re putting out

You’re a real big show to those in the know

They got their sights on you

They’re watching your every move

So you better make sure

That you’re in THE GROOVE