Iceage - Showtime Lyrics

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Showtime

Showtime Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Showtime By Iceage?
The seats have been bought
Overcoats been taken off Read the reviews, they were off the charts The anticipation is practically steaming in the room I hear the set design is state of the art A bright young singer is the lead of the show He is as handsome as he's talented He's got that certain kind of je ne sais quoi A potential superstar Women and men, ladies and gents Upper crust and working folks Blockbusters, dishwashers Lady killers and floor moppers Take to your seats the show starts in ten An elder lady clears her throat, then turns to her spouse Says she's not quite sure what all this fuzz is about Dear, the cast has virtually been showered in Tonys Lawrence Olivier Awards and Obies Line the ladies up in sequin bathing suits of fine design Let's marvel as they dance, revel in the glance You've never seen more dashing a show Bathed in coordinated lighting The evening's singer announces his entreĢ In the roaring applause, a pistol he draws And blows his brains all over the stage Hence it's showtime Wretched pantomime Is this some sort of sick joke Played on well-paying folks What a selfish swine Showtime And from his head on the board arose A cloud of hazy grey smoke Showtime |
Who Wrote Showtime By Iceage?
Johan Surrballe Wieth, Dan Kjaer Nielsen, Elias Bender Ronnenfelt, Jakob Tvilling Pless
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What's The Duration Of The Showtime By Iceage?The duration of Showtime is 4:05 minutes and seconds. |
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