Somewhere a child is crying himself to sleep
As I pray the Lord my soul to keep
As my last amen slowly fades away
The night shift takes over for the dieing day
A short order; facial reflection
Glares back from a spot on the grill
And the only sound that makes sense anymore
Is the jingle of change in the till
Coffee and conversation still the tune doesn't feel quite right
Like an ongoing curse things have been getting worse
Ever since he started working the night
A lady paints her eye lids up golden because they reflect the neon light
And she waits for the man of her dreams to dance across the floor tonight
She swears there's no commitment, but you know that she's looking for one
But she settles for less because she figures it's best to do it in the name of fun
She does it in the name of fun
Chorus
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La la la la la la la la
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A soon to be famous musician
Cranks out top 40 tunes in the bar
While his mind is somewhere on vacation
Far away from his voice and guitar
Seeking a cheap imitation Valentino tries vainly to score
But its forty five on and fifteen off
There's just got to be something more
He says to himself: "is there really something more?"
"Can anybody tell me, can anybody tell me what I am living for?"
Chorus (x5)