The Monday Troop Songtext

Final bowIn a disused music hallOf laughter and mimeThe airwave policeWere the onlyAdmirers to admireSliding sideways in a rusty old FordThe drivers broke down andA young girl screamsWalking through rock dreamsTall storiesMobile T.V. radioNobody cameThe station is abandonedDeserted for peace daySome old man said 'Just do your best'And I think passed awayMy shadow is never far behindAnd I must find another role to playVisit maskmakerPlease bend my mindSomeone, no oneI really don't mindNobody cares
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