paroles de chanson The End - A.C.T

The manager saw him coming
But he never had a chance to react

That was the day when he witnessed
How one of his own completely ruined his work

A clown that's filled with hate
It cannot be that great

He cries like a madman
He smells like a beer can
Intentions are good though
To finish a bad show
He tears down a wall, he smashes props to pieces
Jugglers join in, that's how the chaos increases
Everyone runs

And manager Leo went crazy
When Louis released all the animals free

That was the day when it happened
They fooled and screwed him in every single way

A face that's filled with tears
A dream that disappears

He cries like a madman
He smells like a beer can
Intentions are good though
To finish a bad show
He tears down a wall, he smashes props to pieces
Jugglers join in, that's how the chaos increases

Noble indeed, yes
They must be brainless
The band, they are staying
A.C.T keeps on playing
The show must go on, let's do a middle section
Time for the band to give you an erection
Show must go on...