The bartender's been tipped
The money bag's been zipped
All the beers that will be spilled
Are already on the floor
The drunks have paid their tabs
The cables have been wrapped
Those who danced
Are smoking now
Outside the door
Pack away the microphones
The lonely have gone home alone
The spotlight
Has no more shadows to throw
It's time to go
Cause the show is over
And what do we have to show?
We're still living on four wheels
With nowhere to go
I can't help but think
You've had too much to drink
And I've only sung
Half of what I should've said
Let's get out of the way
Let the broom sweep away the day
See if some kind stranger
Has an extra bed
Pack away the microphones
The lonely have gone home alone
The spotlight
Has no more shadows to throw
It's time to go
Cause the show is over
And what do we have to show?
We're still living on four wheels
With nowhere to go
Cause the show is over
And what do we have to show?
We're still living on four wheels
With nowhere
We're living on four wheels
With nowhere
We're living on four wheels
With nowhere to go