| Let’s all raise a glass to the rock stars of the past
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| Those that made it, those that faded
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| Those that never even made the grade
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| Those that we thought would never last
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| Singers come and go and stars fade away
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| They vanish in the haze and they’re never seen again
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| But the music just keeps playing on
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| They can’t stop the music
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| They can’t stop the music
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| They can’t stop the music playing on
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| I’ve been half a million places
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| I’ve seen half a million people who stare
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| I’ve been a star and down and out
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| I’ve been put on, sat on, punched and spat on
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| They’ve called me a faggot, a spiv and a fake
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| They can knock me down and tread on my face
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| But they can’t stop the music playing on
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| Let’s all raise a glass to the rock stars of the past
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| Those that made it and those that faded
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| And those that never even made the grade
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| And those that we thought would never last
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| Singers come and go and stars fade away
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| (You can’t stop the music, you can’t stop the music)
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| They vanish in the haze and they’re never seen again
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| (You can’t stop the music, you can’t stop the music)
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| But they can’t stop the music playing on
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| (But they can’t stop the music playing on)
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| You can’t stop the music, you can’t stop the music
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| You can’t stop the music, you can’t stop the music
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| You can’t stop the music, you can’t stop the music
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| You can’t stop the music, you can’t stop the music
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| You can’t stop the music |