Curtain Call
Ebony beauty, passed this shadeThe looking glass, reflectsThen a voice, calls me backThis is just circumstance; it is not personalOh no, it never isThen you ram your hand in your bag for a little friendly substanceBy the time you're 25, they will sayYou've gone and blown itBy the time you're 35, I must confideYou will have, blown them upRight on queue, just act surprised, when they invite you to take you, curtain callYou climbed china's wall;You, curtain callI've done what I've done, and it has the ultimate consequenceThen a voice calls me backThis is not business, no it's more like, spiritualIt's not what it isThen you ram your hand in your bag for a little protection
By the time you're 25, they will sayYou've gone and blown itBy the time you're 35, I must confideYou will have, blown them upRight on queue, just act surprised, when they invite you to take you, curtain callYou've climbed, china's wallYou, curtain callThe closed china's wallCurtain call
Ebony beauty, passed this shadeThe looking glass reflects