Jethro Tull - Quiz Kid

[Luca Canetti]

Cut along the dotted line; slip in and seal the flap.
Postal competition crazy, though you wear the dunces cap.
Win a forttnight in Ibiza. Line up for the big hand-out.
You'll never know unless you try, what winning's all about.
Be a quiz kid. Oh, be a whiz kid. Mmm, be a quiz kid. Be a...

Six days later there's a rush telegram.
Drop everything and telephone this number if you can.
It's a free trip down to London for a weekend of high life.
They'll wine, dine you, undermine you. Better not bring the wife.
Be a quiz kid. Oh, be a whiz kid. Mmm, be a quiz kid. Be a...

It's a try-out for a quiz show that millions watch each week.
Following the fate and fortunes of contestants as they speak.
Answerable to everyone, responsible to all. Publicly dissected,
Brain cells spattered on the wall of encyclopedic knowledge

Maybe barbaric but it's fun. As the clock ticks away a lifetime
Hold your head up to the gun of a million cathode ray tubes
Aimed at your tiny skull. May you find sweet inspiration;
May your memory not be dull. May you rise to dizzy success;

May your wit be quick and strong. May you constantly amaze us:
May your answers not be wrong. May your head be on your shoulders;
May your tongue be in your cheek. And, most of all we pray that you may
Come back next week. Oh, be a quiz kid. Yeah, be a whiz Kid. Be a...
Quiz kid. Yeah, quiz kid. Oh, quiz kid. Yeah, quiz kid. Oh, quiz kid.