On the road again in cabaret

Grey hair and fenders

Old ghosts revisited today

No original members.

Pick out a pretty one and toss your hair

Seems foolish when you're older

You always felt you never had your share

A chip on both your shoulders.

You've been faking it so long

Now you don't know right from wrong

Or what the future has in store for you

In the terminal of tribute to.

Every day you take the bitter pill

The minibus driver says and you are who

You never made it and you never will

In the terminal of tribute to.

Where your plans are forever falling through

And your dreams are movies never shot

And you're someone, a shadow passing through

Nobody ever knew, so nobody forgot.

Your bag has fallen from the carousel

They say one day it could come back to you

Exactly when nobody can tell

In the terminal of tribute to.

You've been faking it so long

Now you don't know right from wrong

Or what the future has in store for you

In the terminal of tribute to.

You've been faking it so long

Now you don't know right from wrong

Or what the future has in store for you

In the terminal of tribute to.