Текст песни Top 40

A neat kind of song that sounds so pretty A million selling single, a nice little ditty A number one record, get it now They want you to buy it, anyhow Top 40, it makes me sick Top 40, turn it off quick Top 40, can't take any more Top 40, oh, what a bore I heard it on the radio, it must be good The DJ played it, he said he would Listeners rush out and make it a hit But I can't stand to listen to it