The Music Plays On

Do you remember where you were when you heard that punk rock sound?
The emo indie rockabilly metal underground
Now the places are all different and the faces are all new
But amongst the changing and re-arranging one thing is true

That the music plays on (on and on)
And the music plays on (on and on)
And the music plays on (on and on) and on and on
Until the end of time

It’s been there since the dawn of man – the fire in our hearts
Through prejudice and intolerance that kept our lives apart
Through changing fluctuating social economic scenes
You’re never far from that guitar that’s playing out your dreams

And the music plays on (on and on)
And the music plays on (on and on)
And the music plays on (on and on) and on and on
Until the end

When life is bad and people seem to want to let you down
When you’re sat at home and you’re all alone and there’s no-one else around
When you cry yourself to sleep at night and nothing makes much sense
Be sure you know that there’s one thing on which you can depend

That the music plays on (on and on)
And the music plays on (on and on)
And the music plays on (on and on) and on and on
Until the end of time

Do you remember where you were when the song became a hit?
When the next big thing became the wrapping for our fish and chips
It never was as good as then, it’ll never be the same
And every generation are the heroes of their day

And the music plays on (on and on)
And the music plays on (on and on)
And the music plays on (on and on) and on and on
And the music plays on (on and on)
And the music plays on (on and on)
And the music plays on (on and on) and on and on
Until the music plays on (on and on)
And the music plays on (on and on)
And the music plays on (on and on) and on and on
And the music plays on (on and on)
And the music plays on (on and on)
And the music plays on (on and on) and on and on
Until the end of time
Until the end of time

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