There’s a club with no closing time,
But the price of admission is high,
And when the doors have closed behind,
Nobody gets out alive.
And though you’re gone, here in a song,
Still living on; forever young.
Take a dance with the devil; sell your soul.
You never have to leave the stage
Everybody knows your name
They say you burn and you never fade
Standing at the foot of your grave.
But I can’t pretend, it’s a beautiful friend.
When it’s like you said; this is the end.
Take a dance with the devil; sell your soul,
Take a dance with the devil; call in rock ‘n’ roll.
I guess fame is the price of fame,
Like a hand held to a flame.
To find the transcendental state
First you had to blow out the pain.
And at the end, imagined a friend,
Wrote him a note but he never came.
The story of life is quicker than the eye. The story of love is hello and goodbye.
Until we meet again: Goodbye.