Close the balcony and the rainbow Because the promoter says so Aviators and a buckskin frontier hat How come they dress like that? They break the news to me so gentle But I start to feel sentimental This used to be the place to go Still draw pretty good in Ontario
Nobody wants to hear the twelve bar blues From a guy in platform shoes
Let's just have a good time when the show's done Ask where the good clubs are and go find one Roll up to the curb Spill out of the car Everyone's dressed up like corpses I brought my guitar Set it down by the stage The singer's locked up in a steel cage Shaking the bars Eyes wild with fear I don't belong here
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