|
Let's get the show on the road |
|
At the curtain, take a bow |
|
Newer haven, just a rendezvous to take you |
|
To a lover who was then but never now |
|
Oh Susan played the lady |
|
That called the players' song |
|
Just a figurine of stagehand reveries |
|
I guess up and comin' can't be that wrong |
|
Let's get the show on the road, babe |
|
The spotlight's on the stage |
|
Somehow it seems that I've heard these words before |
|
Did you forget to turn the page? |
|
And remember what they told you |
|
[Incomprehensible] how the show goes on |
|
How can you come back if you've never been away? |
|
How can you sing without a song? |
|
And today it's for sale, it's all you can afford |
|
By your own admission, the whole thing's got you bored |
|
And the Lord chooses the good ones |
|
And the bad ones use the Lord |
|
Let's get the show on the road, babe |
|
Won't you take a look around? |
|
It seems so easy climbing to the top |
|
You better know your way back down |
|
I can't believe you really stumbled |
|
But I always knew you'd fall |
|
It seems so easy sayin' I knew you when |
|
I'd rather it was not at all |
|
And today, it's for sale, and it's all you can afford |
|
By your own admission, the whole thing's got you bored |
|
And the Lord chooses the good ones |
|
And the bad ones use the Lord |
