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Sloka : Come see a Em living, breathing spectacle only seen right here It's your G last chance in this lifetime, the line forms at the rear You Am won't believe your eyes Your eyes will not believe your ears Get your C money out, get ready Step right up, yeah you, Emcome here
You Em ain't seen nothing like him, he's the last one of the breed Better G hold on to your, honey Honeys, don't forget to breathe Enter Am at your own risk, mister It might change the way you think There's no C dancers, there's no diamonds No, this boy don't lip Em synch
Ref: Here's the Glast man D standing Step right Am up, here's the real Emthing The Glast chance of a Dlifetime Come and Csee, hear, Dfeel… the real Emthing
See those real live calloused fingers wrapped around those guitar strings Kiss the lips where hurt has lingered It breaks your heart to hear them sing The songs were more than music, they were pictures from the soul So keep your pseudo-punk, hip-hop, pop-rock junk And your digital downloads Here's the last man standing Step right up, here's the real thing The last chance of a lifetime To come and see, hear, feel… the real thing
Take your Em seats, now folks – it's showtime Hey, Patrick, hit the lights There's G something in the air, there's magic in the night Now Am here's the band, the really play I'll count the first one in I don't C know where it's going We all know where it's Em been
Here's the last man standing Step right up, here's the real thing The last chance of a lifetime To come and see, hear, feel… The last man standing Step right up, here's the real thing The last chance of a lifetime Come and see, hear, feel… The real thing, the real thing, the real thing, the real thing… Akordy pořád stejné, jak ve sloce tak v refrénu !!!!!!!!