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The Show Must Go On


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Hey hockey gods. Bite me. You heartless sons of !

 

Sabres 4, Canes 3, and taking a cue from PTS, here's the song that will accompany my series highlight audio clip: "The Show Must Go On" by Queen. Yes, another Queen song, after "Hammer to Fall" for the Flyer series and "Under Pressure" for the Senator series. Oh yeah, for the next series, no sh*t, it's "We are the Champions." Hockey gods -- go to hell.

 

Empty spaces - what are we living for?

Abandoned places - I guess we know the score.

On and on!

Does anybody know what we are looking for?

 

Another hero - another mindless crime.

Behind the curtain, in the pantomime.

Hold the line!

Does anybody want to take it anymore?

 

The show must go on!

The show must go on!

Inside my heart is breaking,

My make-up may be flaking,

But my smile, still, stays on!

 

Whatever happens, I'll leave it all to chance.

Another heartache - another failed romance.

On and on!

Does anybody know what we are living for?

I guess i'm learning

I must be warmer now..

I'll soon be turning round the corner now.

Outside the dawn is breaking,

But inside in the dark I'm aching to be free!

 

The show must go on!

The show must go on! Yeah!

Ooh! Inside my heart is breaking!

My make-up may be flaking!

But my smile, still, stays on!

Yeah! oh oh oh

 

My soul is painted like the wings of butterflies,

Fairy tales of yesterday, will grow but never die,

I can fly, my friends!

 

The show must go on! Yeah!

The show must go on!

I'll face it with a grin!

I'm never giving in!

On with the show!

 

I'll top the bill!

I'll overkill!

I have to find the will to carry on!

On with the,

On with the show!

 

The show must go on.

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I see your Queen and I raise you a Triumph:

 

Fight the Good Fight

 

The days grow shorter and the nights are getting long

Feels like we're running out of time

Every day it seems much harder tellin' right from wrong

You got to read between the lines

 

Don't get discouraged, don't be afraid, we can

Make it through another day

Make it worth the price we pay

 

The Good Book says it's better to give than to receive

I do my best to do my part

Nothin' in my pockets I got nothin' up my sleeve

I keep my magic in my heart

 

Keep up your spirit, keep up your faith, baby

I am counting on you

You know what you've got to do

 

CHORUS:

Fight the good fight every moment

Every minute every day

Fight the good fight every moment

It's your only way

 

All your life you've been waiting for your chance

Where you'll fit into the plan

But you're the master of your own destiny

So give and take the best that you can

 

You think a little more money will buy your soul some rest

You'd better think of something else instead

You're so afraid of being honest with yourself

You'd better take a look inside your head

 

Nothing is easy, nothing good is free

But I can tell you where to start

Take a look inside your heart

There's an answer in your heart

 

Fight the good fight every moment

Every minute every day

Fight the good fight every moment

Make it worth the price we pay

 

Every moment of your lifetime

Every minute, every day

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I like those, but we need to reach back for the Boss here.

 

 

Well, we busted out of class

Had to get away from those fools

We learned more from a 3-minute record, baby

Than we ever learned in school

Tonight I hear the neighborhood drummer sound

I can feel my heart begin to pound

You say you're tired and you just want to close your eyes

And follow your dreams down

 

Well, we made a promise we swore we'd always remember

No retreat, baby, no surrender

Like soldiers in the winter's night

With a vow to defend

No retreat, baby, no surrender

 

Well, now young faces grow sad and old

And hearts of fire grow cold

We swore blood brothers against the wind

Now I'm ready to grow young again

And hear your sister's voice calling us home

Across the open yards

Well maybe we'll cut someplace of own

With these drums and these guitars

 

'Cause we made a promise we swore we'd always remember

No retreat, baby, no surrender

Blood brothers in the stormy night

With a vow to defend

No retreat, baby, no surrender

 

Now on the street tonight the lights grow dim

The walls of my room are closing in

There's a war outside still raging

You say it ain't ours anymore to win

I want to sleep beneath

Peaceful skies in my lover's bed

With a wide open country in my eyes

And these romantic dreams in my head

 

Once we made a promise we swore we'd always remember

No retreat, baby, no surrender

Blood brothers in a stormy night

With a vow to defend

No retreat, baby, no surrender

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this situation reminds of the original Poseidon Adventure, towards the end, when Ernest Borgnines wife gets killed, Gene Hackmans character(a preacher) looks up to the heavens and shouts at God something to the effect of, "How many more of us do you want, why do you keep trying to thwart us, lets us pass, etc etc" Then he sacrifices himself for the rest of the group and they escape.

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