Letras
It's after nine, bar time, any bar USA
The bartender yells to 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
And the dream world of every little opening band
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
The night is finally over, and the place is sure a mess
You grab your guitar and get kicked out with the rest
The headliner's bus rolls by, and 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