Pushing Up Daisies

You want so much
You want it all
And as it falls you’re bound to fall
Into a world of gold and groovy scenes
Frozen souls and some rock
You’re smoking pot with groovy chicks
The politics of habitats are drunk wild
There’s no business like show business
Like no business I know
The curtain falls to no applause
When no one goes to sell out shows
You’re pushing up the daisies
Pushing up the daisies
Pushing up the daisies
Pushing up the daisies
And life goes on and on and on and on Life goes on and on and on and on You’ve done so much
You’ve seen it all
If they could see you now
You’re lying in beauty now
Which is really sad
And the groovy scenes
And the dead MG’s
From the lost and found
In the underground that won’t stop
Stop
There’s no business like show business
Like no business I know
You’ll never know how close you came
From walking down the halls of pain
You’ll never know
How close you came
You’ve only got yourself to blame
You’re pushing up the daisies
Pushing up the daisies
Pushing up the daisies
Pushing up the daisies
And life goes on and on and on and on Life goes on and on and on and on And on and on