CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Don’t Stop Believing
JANITOR
Just a small town girl
She's living in a lonely world
She took the midnight train goin' anywhere
It's a parable
Just a city boy
He's born and raised in south Detroit
He took the midnight train goin' anywhere
Strangers waiting
Up and down the boulevard
Their shadows searching in the night
Streetlights, people
They're living just to find emotion
Hiding somewhere in the night
Ladies and gentlemen, we are in dark, dark, dark times right now. And in those dark times, we need a little light, right? We need a little prosperity, so I'm accepting donations to start my ministry when we break out of this joint. Accepting anything: cash, charge, anything, food... This is why we're stuck in here! This is why we're here! All of you evil-doers! All of you homo-lovers! All of you sinners! I'm going to help you. I'm going to exorcize these demons... 16 candles, pretty in pink, Bueller, Bueller, Bueller... you're healed!
Working hard to get my fill
Oh, everybody, they want a thrill
Paying anything to roll the dice
Just one more time
Some will win, some will lose
Some were born to sing the blues
Oh, the movie never ends
It goes on and on, and on, and on
Just a small town girl
She's living in a lonely world
She took the midnight train goin' anywhere
It's a parable
Just a city boy
He's born and raised in south Detroit
He took the midnight train goin' anywhere
Strangers waiting
Up and down the boulevard
Their shadows searching in the night
Streetlights, people
They're living just to find emotion
Hiding somewhere in the night
Ladies and gentlemen, we are in dark, dark, dark times right now. And in those dark times, we need a little light, right? We need a little prosperity, so I'm accepting donations to start my ministry when we break out of this joint. Accepting anything: cash, charge, anything, food... This is why we're stuck in here! This is why we're here! All of you evil-doers! All of you homo-lovers! All of you sinners! I'm going to help you. I'm going to exorcize these demons... 16 candles, pretty in pink, Bueller, Bueller, Bueller... you're healed!
Working hard to get my fill
Oh, everybody, they want a thrill
Paying anything to roll the dice
Just one more time
Some will win, some will lose
Some were born to sing the blues
Oh, the movie never ends
It goes on and on, and on, and on
