| There’s a shadow in the dark
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| A Surgeon with a rusty knife
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| There’s a tiger in a cage
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| And he’s waiting to be free
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| Oh don’t go out there
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| Someone’s moving in the dark
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| Wait until the coast is clear
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| Before you step into the scene
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| You have to know what is for real
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| Oh don’t go out there
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| Standing in the shadow on the opening night
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| Waiting for the curtain, can’t you feel the bright light?
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| Standing in the shadow, now there so much more
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| Gotta face the music make it last a lifetime
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| There’s a cast of thousands
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| An army waiting in the wings
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| A ghost out on the balcony
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| The master’s holding centre stage
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| Oh don’t go out there
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| Feel the pounding in your heart
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| The tension of a waiting game
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| But when the memory catches fire
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| Even whores have dreams
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| Oh don’t go out there
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| Standing in the shadow on the opening night
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| Waiting for the curtain, can’t you feel the bright light?
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| Standing in the shadow, now there so much more
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| Gotta face the music make it last a lifetime
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| And in the still night a small boy cries
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| Hands a tremble for his mother’s arms
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| Now there’s no-one there
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| This is the moment his time has come
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| And through the trap door
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| He makes his break his journey has begun
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| Standing in the shadow on the opening night
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| Waiting for the curtain, can’t you feel the bright light?
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| Standing in the shadow, now there so much more
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| Gotta face the music make it last a lifetime
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| Standing in the shadow on the opening night
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| Waiting for the curtain, can’t you feel the bright light?
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| Standing in the shadow, now there so much more
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| Gotta face the music make it last a lifetime |