city folk in city clothes all bustle down the street
check their hats and coats and lope about the mezzanine
crowded in the queue to view the concert
coughing as they're clustered in their seats
to be there
to be there
to be there
to be there
(dressed so fair to put on airs
like throwing fine pearls to swine)
recite the lines a dozen times tonight and then repeat
by demand the actor and the audience will meet
would that I could muster up the strength to
such a feat for one accustomed to defeat just...
to be there
to be there
to be there
to be there
(the show goes on at eight o'clock
and we won't stop when we mess up)
when they're on their feet
the world is at peace
the world goes to sleep
to be there
to be there
to be there
to be there
(the show goes on at eight o'clock
and we won't stop when we mess up)
(dressed so fair to put on airs
like throwing fine pearls to swine)
all have gone, tomorrow morn we'll wake another day
to mine the mint the papers print for what the critics say

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