it's the final nightnand they still can't get it rightnthe movement on the stage was too slownthey're calling it the stop and go shownnis there much appealnwhen you can't believe it's realnthe music was a little shakynthe scenery, a little flakynthe audience surprised themselves withnthe strength of the abuse they handednnand the radio playnleaves you angry for the daynwritten like a first confessionnyou ponder on this strange professionnnas the sands will shiftntheaterland is on the driftnpaddle round the bend to nowherenratty and his friends will be therengiven up for good and houndedngiven up for good and boundedn
Theaterland
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