As the lights grow dim at midnight
Things take on a rapid pace
The bed is racing up the wall and
The lamp becomes a speck in space
And as you stare the sweat is pouring from you
And it falls away like rain, yeah
And you wouldn't wanna be in your shoes
Or sit inside your seat, eh
When the ground that you've been standing on
Fades beneath your feet, mm
And as the audience moves in you
You wouldn't leave here if you could
Your eyes become like teeth, you're ready
It's 'hurrah for Hollywood', yeah
And there's so many people in you
Fighting for a seat, well
And you wouldn't wanna be in your shoes
Or sit inside your seat, yeah
When the ground that you've been standing on
Fades beneath your feet, well
And you wouldn't wanna be in your shoes
Or sit inside your seat, hey, yeah
When the ground that you've been standing on
Fades beneath your feet, yeah
Well
And you wouldn't wanna be in your shoes
Or sit inside your seat, yeah
When the ground that you've been standing on
Fades beneath your feet, oh yeah
Who would wanna be in your shoes
Or sit inside your seat, oh, yeah
And you wonder if you'll ever meet
With the ground beneath your feet, yes
With the ground beneath your feet, oh yeah
With the ground beneath your feet, come on
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