(Interpretation please)

1,2,
1, 2, 3, 4,

Autographs for the sick, they want to touch you,
Monograph, polygraph kits, she wants to buy two,
She's warning all her children of the horrors of rock & roll,
You're a bonfire lover counting dollars in the afterglow,
Phonographs for the deaf, they can't hear you,
Gloves for the amputees, they can't cheer you,
Down at the stadium they're waiting for the end of the age,
You're praying for the healthy, while the lame never get to the stage,
Autographs for the sick, they want to touch you,
Monograph, polygraph kits, she wants to buy two,
She's warning all her children of the horrors of rock & roll,
You're a bonfire lover counting dollars in the afterglow.

Ha, ha, ha,

Dit, dit, do.