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While playing in this night club I noticed the bar tender was crying, a drunk sleeping at the bar and the manager counting the money in his tray.There was no one in the place so I felt like a fool on the stage, where do these people come from and where ar
I wrote this song about a club that I play in Copenhagen. It's a true story about the characters who work there or drink there.
Verse 1: Where have all the people gone ,theres no one in the place,it looks like another quite night with all those empty chairs I face,theres an old man sleeping at the bar with his rough unshaven face, where have all the people gone today.
Verse 2: The barmaid sits in the corner with a crumbled note in her hand, seems her boyfriend says it's over as the tears rolled down her face, she said play me a song would you Rory, for my man has gone astray. where have all the people gone today
CHORUS: I'm the fool on the stage,and I'm singing the blues every night on the stage, and i'm the fool on the stage, where do they come from and where are they going.
Verse 3: Where have all the people gone you know this silence is my grace, I can see the man that ownes the bar with no money in his tray, he says son may I buy you a pint of stout as a smile ran down his face, where have all the people gone today
Chorus vamp out