"The Show Must Go On" lyrics

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Daybreak, out of bed, got to clear the fog
In the sprinter van, I've been living like a dog
I ain't fit for duty, I am beat down to the ground
And there's just one creedler out there listening to our song

Call it faith, call it denial
Hey, who cares? We'll play a while

The show must go on like my mother said
I gotta comb my hair when I get outta bed
I'll put my game face on, the writing's on the wall
When hope is gone, I'm turning it on
The show must go on

Karl drank ipecac, Scott stubbed his toe
Brian had his heart broken, couldn't let her go
The world's out to get us, and we're out to get the world
This is big time football in case you hadn't heard

Call it faith, call it denial
Hey, who cares? We'll play a while

The show must go on like your mother said
You gotta comb my hair when you get outta bed
So put your game face on, the writing's on the wall
When hope is gone, we're turning it on and on and
On and on and on
On and on and on
On and on and on

The show must go on like my father said
You gotta pray to God when you're going to bed
So put your game face on, the writing's on the wall
When hope is gone, we're turning it on and on and
On and on and on
On and on and on
On and on and on
The show must go on