Don't blame me if no one shows; I told you before
You're not so young anymore
We're models, then we're strippers, then who*es
Desperately wanted, now desperate to be wanted
Like we were before
We're dinosaurs
On with the show
All my friends have grown and gone
Won't be long before I
Buy my own little slice of life
I'll buy the milk, I'll buy the cow, I'll buy the farm
Two bags of groceries and a baby in my arms
Oh lord, I hope I die before I'm adult
Still on with, on with the show
On with the show
All that pain you bottle up
It'll never be enough
To cure your middle-age
You fell out of the race when you fell in love
And your horse ran off with the wild
And the free and the young
Goddamn those _ boys
How I hate them so
How I hate, I hate them so
Still, on with, yeah, on with the show
On with the show