Each and every year - on the cover of the music trades,
A brand new band appears - and rockets up the hit parade,
And the polls they all predict - their light is gonna shine,
But soon the latest pick to click - is out of sight and out of mind,
And the singer goes solo, leaves 'em in the dust,
The drummer gets drafted and their dream go bust.
Another one-hit wonder - pourin out their hearts,
Another one-hit wonder - flying up and down the charts,
Hot smoke and sassafras sure feels nice,
But this kinda lightening don't strike twice,
So here's to Johnny Thunder,
And all the One-Hit Wonders.
I'll never understand - why the greatest riffs in history,
The flashes in the pan - are the ones that shake our memory,
Though fortunes rise and fall - their music's still alive,
I guess they said it all - in two minutes, 45,
The names go on forever - though some sound kinda strange,
They come and go but rock and roll will never be the same.
Another one-hit wonder - takin center stage,
Another one-hit wonder - turn another page,
Hot smoke and sassafras sure feels nice,
But this kinda lightening don't strike twice,
So here's to Johnny Thunder,
And all the One-Hit Wonders.
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