The Living End

[Verse 1]
I'll walk up the mic at the top of the show
Think, only fifty-nine more flaming minutes to go
The old suit doesn't fit, the money's nothing at all
To give 'em the stand-up and the mirror ball

[Verse 2]
When I was in fashion, the toast of the town
By God, it were smashing, there was totty all round
I'd have them all legless in the palm of my hand
And we'd be off to wherever from my laughter land

[Bridge]
You had loyalty
Back in the ITV years
We all played for royalty
All had the big careers

[Verse 3]
Well you wake up one morning, hey, presto, you're gone
You've slipped out of style and there you are, done
You wake up one morning you're just not the trend
Soon enough you're appearing at the living end

[Verse 4]
I'm going too fast, I can tell you for free
Dying from trying is what you can see
Needs a break and a brandy, your funny man friend
Tonight appearing at the living end
Tonight appearing at the living end