[Lyric] Backing Dancer (Moes Anthill)

In an hour of extravaganza
I met with a backing dancer
« Allow me to call to your long overdue answer
I’m the class clown’s cash cow you lost to cancer. »

So this is now the most terrible dream?
After everyone’s gone, there’s a good name to redeem
« There’s a cleaning rag on the table to lick my ball slippers clean
As long as you do that I’ll protect you from not getting shot in my … dreams »

Will I be of use in the second act?
How can you sleep, while the theatre’s packed?
You know, the night lights shine, because each and everyone’s wrecked
I’ll take a bad sign as something good to wash out and purify
The bottom line is:

Keep an eye open for hard times
And one eye closed on standby, (I try)
To keep an eye open for all those
Backing dancers before I die, I try
In an hour of interrogation
I found myself standing at the train station
«Is this your way to find some new life sensation?
I need your passport, noone believes met at the immigration. »

For loving the unknown
We need to be thrown out of this cage
Where flowers cover your secret lovers
We’re all out of date, out of date and majorly displaced

Keep an eye open for hard times
And one eye closed on standby, (I try)
To keep an eye open for all those
Backing dancers before I die, I try

We live one hour and then we are gone
It's all being told in one second of inattention

We live one hour and then we are gone
It's all being told in one second of inattention