27 Questions ​black midi

[Verse 1]
When lost in wild rain there is nothing you can do
When lost in city rain there is something you can do
Take refuge wherever is marked "Admission Free"
As we did one night, back in late '43
I'd never seen the man on the poster before
But my friend said he was a big star before the war

[Verse 2]
The boy by the door, louder than a bomb
All the way down the street, you heard his song
"Roll up, roll up, tonight is the night
Freddie Frost gives his last will live on stage
Roll up, roll up for the show of a lifetime
Doors open a quarter to eight"

[Verse 3]
Sat in upholstery that was once brilliant
We picked its loose stuffing and looked around
There were duchesses and dukes, and beggars and pimps
All sat side-by-side to watch his last grasp at life
The grand centrepiece was a gold-green sarcophagus
Flanked either side by oil-painted pictures of the man
First of all, a film to explain his life-long dream
Afterwards, music started and a young girl ran on with operatic screams