Lyrics

I’ve seen the death of rock-n-roll
And I am living proof
That no one here can dig a hole
And not find the truth

Phil, you are not gone X3

And though the poster child tries
He won’t survive the scorn
He is killed with compromise
In the tube where he was born

Phil, you are not gone X3

Fifty fans can’t be wrong
Fifty fans can’t be wrong
Fifty fans can’t be wrong
Or can they?
Can they? Can they? Can they? Can they?

Our surveys say, this is what they want today
Our surveys say, all they want is Sugar Ray

Phil, you can’t be killed X3

Fifty fans can’t be wrong
Fifty fans can’t be wrong
Fifty fans can’t be wrong
Or can they?
Can they? Can they? Can they? Can they?

We are what we’ve always been
Ready, here we go
Wait for the signal to begin
And you’re on the radio

Phil, you are not gone X3

Fifty fans can’t be wrong
Fifty fans can’t be wrong
Fifty fans can’t be wrong
Or can they?