Oh, I've from New York. It's Get Off My One with Gavin McKinnis.

Light on your face, your big disgrace, kicking your can all over the place.

Sing it, we will rock you.

We will rock you.

They keep promising to rock us in that song, and they don't really do it.

They rocked a couple people. I think they actually rocked everybody.

They were putting the sponsors there, proudly displaying them.

There was a solo at the end, but not a big rock.

I was not into rock as a young man because I was into punk, and you had to choose sides.

It was like in the 70s, it was either rock or disco, and then punk came along and said all that classic rock sucks.

I didn't notice that it rocks until I was like 33.

Then I started discovering bands such as The Rolling Stone as a, and a guy named Bruce Springestain.

I learned they're good. That was 1977. News of the world was the album.

They released that as a B-side to We Are the Champions.

They were both smash hits, obviously. Radio stations would play both songs in a row.

Because they're so weird you can get away with that, like that whole song is accapella, basically.

Until the end.

It says there's only two minutes. I don't think I've ever noticed that.

That's fucking short.

It's a lot of teasing, not a lot of pleasing.

Frank the Tank wrote a song to the tune of We Didn't Start the Fire, which is Billy Joel, right?

And it's called Mets are a dumpster fire. They are always teasing. They are never pleasing.

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