The Show Must Go On Words and Music by Hurricane TK I had a friend in the South End Drivin’ fast back in high school fancy foreign cars in his garage He could make his own rules Champagne and wine, empire on the rise So easy to lose control Stock market crashed, his business failed Now he’s trying to sell his last Ford King on a throne, those days are gone, but the show must go on I know this girl, she was a perfect ten wearing expensive perfume Guys always took her to fancy places Then trying to get to her room As her bodylines start slowly changing She wonders whether good things last found another wrinkle around her eyes now she spends her time stuck in the past Queen on a throne, those days are gone but the show must go on I drove a thousand miles I had a story to tell And I did them all in style It was for me all the pretty girls fell Then the Devil came up and told me Son, it’s your soul you’ve got to sell Fifty of truth and one hundred lies Now I mix them, oh, so well King on a throne, those days are gone but the show must go on For the broken hearted, I sing this song The show must, the show must go on Copyright 2005 HURRICANE TK, All Rights Reserved