Lyrics Showtime - Live At Bombay Rock - Cold Chisel

Like to do a song that was originally written about Melbourne
That was in the days when they ah - when the radio wouldn't have a bar of us
Song called "Showtime"
(One two three four)

Showtime
Hang the guitar on my shoulder
Check the vacant drooling faces 'round the room
Another heartbreak battle
And I'm only getting older
Jesus help me when I say I'd give it all up pretty soon

Daytime
Time to fight the morning's headache
Gulp an aspirin bang together one more song
Inspiration cauterised
By years of useless heartache
Every shallow night's reaction sounding twisted up and wrong

These last years
Years gone down to the showtime

Showtime
Try to find the spark
That got me hooked so many years ago and died
Second-rate musicians
Feeding infantile illusions
Reading music magazines to keep the habit satisfied

Pitching
To some demographic average
What the hell's he staying home for, well I don't see him here tonight
Fifteen years and over
Tuned to radio between the hours
Of six and seven-thirty, AM programmer's delight

These last years
Years gone down to the showtime

I never knew it could be so misleading
Waiting for the final song to end
In this dirty nightclub
All the souls are bleeding
Reaching for the big decision
A disco floor or television

Time and time again
You see their so-called friends
Smug de-facto critics in their movie backdrop cities
Sneering sit down and listen
Life's a lonely escalator
It's a fool who doesn't know he's got to leap off at the end

And they were never at the guesthouse
With the ghost of Jimmy Rodgers
Watching Townsville sugar sunsets way back in 1959
And they'll all be gone when the end is come
And I'm kneeling in the backroom
Crying Lord I'm just a trouper, well let me play it one more time

These last years
Years gone down to the showtime
These last years
Years gone down to the showtime
These last years, woh these years
Years gone down to the showtime

These last years, oh those years
Years gone down to the showtime
These last years (oh those years)
Years gone down to the showtime
Oh, these last years, oh the years
Years gone down to the showtime, yeah

Thank you