A Sermon

<br>When you reach number ten<br>And think the struggle ends<br>But it ain`t the end<br>It`s only a trend<br><br>You have to unbend<br>`Cause it`s only a trend<br>Don`t lose all your friends<br>Don`t make heroes end<br><br>When you reach number eight it ain`t no pearly gate<br>`Cause it won`t satiate your growing appetite<br>You can ply your trade and push your crusade<br>Emancipate or indoctrinate, but the<br>Traps are all laid for and honest crusade<br>Your old values will fade as you struggle to make the grade<br>As you struggle to make the grade<br>(As you struggle to make the grade)<br>(You needn`t bother)<br><br>When you hit number four you`re almost through the door<br>But there`s a whole lot more you just can`t ignore<br>The telephone`s sure, you know the score<br>But don`t let this uproar dissipate your encore<br>It`s written in the news how you paid your dues<br>But you`ve no excuse for the people you abuse<br><br>When you reach number one you can beat your drum<br>You can sack your roadies in Birmingham<br>When your record is platinum, you can stick it to the bath,<br>To the wall like you`ve always planned<br>It`s written in the news how you paid your dues<br>But you`ve no excuse for the people you abuse