| And then the band begins to play
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| A happy ending for an oh-so-crappy day
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| The music’s soothin', your hips start movin'
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| And you could dance the night away
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| You wouldn’t know what hit you first
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| The ringin' of the guitar when your eardrums burst
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| We’re going mental but that’s just half the battle
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| It takes much more than to rehearse
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| It takes songs to be written and strings to be tuned
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| The crowd goin' wild and the haze in the room
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| And when I look down from the stage, I see
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| You looking back at me
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| Here comes the part for drums and bass
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| We’ll keep it short so we don’t fall from grace
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| And we won’t stop with so much more comin' up
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| Like desert rock from outer space
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| We’re wearin' silly masquerade
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| And while I’m busy singin' serenades
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| The drunken stagehands sleep in the basement
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| And they’re not even gettin' paid. |
| — That's Entertainment!
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| It’s been two minutes into the show
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| And still a long way to go
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| Before you’re leavin' enjoy the evenin'
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| With Gorilla Rodeo! |