Cut along the dotted line; slip in and seal the flap.
Postal competition crazy, though you
Wear the dunce's cap.
Win a fortnight 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 you, 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 encyclopaedic 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, yeah.