GREASEBALL & ELECTRA:
One Rock 'n' Roll too many,
One night's sleep too few.
Too much ringing that bell
Takes its toll out of you.

GREASEBALL:
The sound's too loud.

ELECTRA:
The light's too bright.

GREASEBALL:
My chains are too heavy
And my pants are too tight.

GREASEBALL & ELECTRA:
One Rock 'n' Roll too many,
Takes its toll... out of you.
One Rock 'n' Roll too many,
I can't take no more.

GREASEBALL:
Whaddya say?

ELECTRA:
I can't hear nothing.

GREASEBALL:
Whaddya say?

ELECTRA:
I can't hear nothing.

GREASEBALL:
I can't hear nothing.

ELECTRA:
Whaddya say?

GREASEBALL & ELECTRA:
I said one Rock 'n' Roll too many
Takes its toll...
And the soul...
Out of you!

Composição: Andrew Lloyd Webber