[Intro \u2013 Theatrical Organ, Audience Murmur, Dramatic Guitar Stabs]
\nCurtain twitching in the wind
\nAnother scene about to begin
\nSpotlight flickers like a thought
\nBetween what\u2019s real and what is not<\/p>\n
[Verse 1]
\nLines rehearsed but half forgot
\nImprov life, ready or not
\nEvery gesture overdone
\nWhen the crowd thinks it\u2019s all fun
\nBackstage chaos, quiet sweat
\nEvery cue I can\u2019t forget
\nStagehands whisper, count me in
\nFor the next time I begin<\/p>\n
[Pre-Chorus]
\nBut somewhere in the chaos I recall
\nA voice that cuts through it all<\/p>\n
[Chorus]
\nWhat Snagglepuss said
\n(Keeps going through my head)
\nHeavens to Murgatroyd!
\n(Play some Pink Floyd)
\nExits shine a stop sign red
\n(Still ringing overhead)
\nA line I can\u2019t avoid
\n(Play some Pink Floyd)<\/p>\n
[Refrain]
\nExit!
\n(Stage left)
\nExit!
\n(Stage right)
\nTake a break
\n(From the spotlight)
\nMake a break
\n(For broad daylight)<\/p>\n
[Verse 2 \u2013 Groove Tightens, Bass Prominent]
\nEvery act just blends to one
\nUnderneath the burning sun
\nCostume changes, name tag too
\nBut I still feel strangely new
\nAudience dissolves to smoke
\nEvery joke becomes a cloak
\nHiding something I can\u2019t say
\nIn the role I play each day<\/p>\n
[Pre-Chorus]
\nAnd in the wings where silence grows
\nThat strange old wisdom softly flows<\/p>\n
[Chorus]
\nWhat Snagglepuss said
\n(It rattles in my head)
\nHeavens to Murgatroyd!
\n(Reality deployed)
\nCurtains drawn in shades of red
\n(Still echoing instead)
\nSome cosmic twisted ploy
\n(Play some Pink Floyd)<\/p>\n
[Refrain]
\nExit!
\n(Stage left)
\nExit!
\n(Stage right)
\nSlip away
\n(Out of sight)
\nFade to gray
\n(Out of light)
\nExit!
\n(No applause tonight)
\nJust the fade
\n(Of spotlight)<\/p>\n
[Bridge \u2013 Psychedelic Breakdown, Reverb Guitar + Synth Swells]
\nIs it acting if I stay?
\nOr just forgetting how to play?
\nEvery mask becomes my face
\nEvery space becomes the stage
\nTime dissolves into the cue
\nNothing left I didn\u2019t do
\nBut somewhere in the painted scene
\nI\u2019m not sure what I mean<\/p>\n
[Build \u2013 Rising Drums, Choir-like Vocals]
\nCue the silence, cue the break
\nEvery line begins to shake
\nCurtain breathing, open wide
\nSomething waiting just outside<\/p>\n
[Final Chorus \u2013 Full, Anthemic]
\nWhat Snagglepuss said
\n(It lives inside my head)
\nHeavens to Murgatroyd!
\n(The walls of sound deployed)
\nExit signs in burning red
\n(Still glowing where I tread)
\nPlay the truth I can\u2019t avoid
\n(Play some Pink Floyd)<\/p>\n
[Refrain \u2013 Final Repeat, Layered Vocals]
\nExit!
\n(Stage left)
\nExit!
\n(Stage right)
\nSlip away
\n(Out of sight)
\nInto night
\n(Out of light)
\nExit!
\nNo more role to play
\nJust fade away<\/p>\n
[Outro \u2013 Soft Piano, Curtain Closing Sound]
\nWhat Snagglepuss said\u2026
\nStill echoes in the head\u2026
\nExit\u2026 stage left\u2026
\n[Silence]<\/p>\n