LYRIC
Allan, no one was laughing when you passed
Satirical moments still to have
(said and done…)
Not around to be banking on the laughs
Life's a gas for an audience with cash
(all is gold…)
On a shelf where the dust seems to collect
In a grove, was the showroom you were at
(you were on…)
Hints of gin and your finger in the glass
I sit in for the late show present/past
(here and now…)
(said and done…)
(all is gold…)
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