Opening Act Lyrics

	Skipping from an always dusty hall
	To another lonely highway
	Not a line about you
	Comes out on the local paper
	And no willing groupies
	Anxious to gently peel your oranges
	Your ridiculous and broken down equipment
	Drives you nicely out of tune.
	Dragging on from one to another fatty guy
	Who's trying to ignore you
	Spy the top musicians sipping hard
	From their half full cans
	Try your steps!
	Get all your strings together and
	Get out your feather and lead
	Yes, you're out!
	Fuses for fire crackers your
	Fingers will taste brand new frets
	You're gonna be damned good and let it all out.
	They gonna say « Oh Wow! »
	And call out for more.
	You'll wear the white suit of
	The opening act
	Watch your step!
	Roadies and mighty managers
	Get you so dizzy and high
	Set your gear
	While the audience keeps on stamping floors
	Your sweaty hands're gripping sore
	Though trying to be damned good and let it all out people being to roar
	Before you're plugged in
	And tear the white suit of
	The opening act
	We're alone!
	Cheapest hotels and sandwiches
	All sorts of bad words and chords
	But tonight
	Before the lights we click just right
	And top stars thumbs all point up
	Happy to be out and singing like hell
	People begin to roar before we're plugged in
	Shiny's the white rag of
	the « Opening Act ».

	Skipping from an always dusty hall
	To another lonely highway
	Not a line about you
	Comes out on the local paper
	And no willing groupies
	Anxious to gently peel your oranges
	Your ridiculous and broken down equipment
	Drives you nicely out of tune.
	Dragging on from one to another fatty guy
	Who' s trying to ignore you
	Spy the top musicians sipping hard
	From their half full cans
	Try your steps!
	Get all your strings together and
	Get out your feather and lead
	Yes, you' re out!
	Fuses for fire crackers your
	Fingers will taste brand new frets
	You' re gonna be damned good and let it all out.
	They gonna say nbsp Oh Wow! nbsp
	And call out for more.
	You' ll wear the white suit of
	The opening act
	Watch your step!
	Roadies and mighty managers
	Get you so dizzy and high
	Set your gear
	While the audience keeps on stamping floors
	Your sweaty hands' re gripping sore
	Though trying to be damned good and let it all out people being to roar
	Before you' re plugged in
	And tear the white suit of
	The opening act
	We' re alone!
	Cheapest hotels and sandwiches
	All sorts of bad words and chords
	But tonight
	Before the lights we click just right
	And top stars thumbs all point up
	Happy to be out and singing like hell
	People begin to roar before we' re plugged in
	Shiny' s the white rag of
	the nbsp Opening Act nbsp.

	Skipping from an always dusty hall
	To another lonely highway
	Not a line about you
	Comes out on the local paper
	And no willing groupies
	Anxious to gently peel your oranges
	Your ridiculous and broken down equipment
	Drives you nicely out of tune.
	Dragging on from one to another fatty guy
	Who' s trying to ignore you
	Spy the top musicians sipping hard
	From their half full cans
	Try your steps!
	Get all your strings together and
	Get out your feather and lead
	Yes, you' re out!
	Fuses for fire crackers your
	Fingers will taste brand new frets
	You' re gonna be damned good and let it all out.
	They gonna say nbsp Oh Wow! nbsp
	And call out for more.
	You' ll wear the white suit of
	The opening act
	Watch your step!
	Roadies and mighty managers
	Get you so dizzy and high
	Set your gear
	While the audience keeps on stamping floors
	Your sweaty hands' re gripping sore
	Though trying to be damned good and let it all out people being to roar
	Before you' re plugged in
	And tear the white suit of
	The opening act
	We' re alone!
	Cheapest hotels and sandwiches
	All sorts of bad words and chords
	But tonight
	Before the lights we click just right
	And top stars thumbs all point up
	Happy to be out and singing like hell
	People begin to roar before we' re plugged in
	Shiny' s the white rag of
	the nbsp Opening Act nbsp.

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