Lyrics
One, two, three, four
Well, it's after nine, bar time, Any Bar USA
The bartender yells the band to get up there and play
A little bit out of tune, they slowly fall in
As the chords ring out, the nighttime roars to life, if only in a dream
It's just an empty bar, that's right
But you're the opener tonight
You were gonna be a singer on the hit parade
Instead, you're just a singer warming up the stage
For tomorrow's latest rage
Not the dream world of every little opening band
It soon gets shattered and the headliner takes command
You feel the fleet of fame in a night
As the latest local hero shoots you a wink
You sit there thinking, "Oh my God did we stink or what?"
There's only one shot tonight
And you're the opener, that's right
You were gonna be a singer on the hit parade
Instead, you're just a singer warming up the stage
You're the opener tonight
You're the opener tonight
Yeah, the night is finally over, the place is sure a mess
You grab your guitar and get kicked out with the rest
The headliner's bus rolls by, they honk and wave
As you're walking across the street some guy you meet
Says he caught your band and you guys was kind of neat
Say, could you open up for his band some time?
You were gonna be a singer on the hit parade
Instead, you're just a singer warming up the stage
You're the opener tonight
You're the opener tonight