Empty spaces – what are we living for?
Abandoned places – I guess we know the score
On and on, does anybody know what we are looking for?
Another hero, another mindless crime
Behind the curtain, in the pantomime.
Hold the line, does anybody want to take it anymore?
The show must go on!
The show must go on!
Inside my heart is breaking,
My make-up may be flaking,
But my smile still stays on.
Brian Harold May1