Hiding in the wings forever

We'll take the stage, cos it's now or never

And the whole thing reeks of cheap striptease

The matinee idylls they all fall to their knees



It's not all first nights at all

There's nothing more dull than a curtain call

`get on with it'



Playing Romeo, you make your debut (yes you do)

Rose red cheeks but your face is all blue

It's not all bouquets & white crayons

They're going to laugh when you look down

I'm going to ask you if you want to be a chorus boy

You can mime the tragedy while we all sing along



But it's

It's not all first nights at all

There's nothing more dull than a curtain call

`jolly good show'