Sitting in the spotlight
A million eyes on me
Silent faces watching
But the light's too bright to see
If they peek around the corner and catch me talking to you
We'll find out what they really want and make some dreams come true
Without even knowing it
It's all in a day's work.

Let me introduce the band now
On the drums we have Saint John
Jawbone on bass, and Mickey Finn
(Who knows what he's on?)
I play guitar like a falling star, and we all try not to sing
Don't want to let you get too close, or you'll start to hear some things
That you're not supposed to hear
Won't you give us some space?

Without a loss it came across
The sound was crystal clear
Thank heaven for the radio
Will you turn it up, my dear?
I love this song, let's sing along
And raise a glass to times long past
The singer screams about death and dreams
We've found our holy peace at last.

So now the tour is over
We can all go home and crash
They loved us down in Norfolk
We made a real smash
They cheered too loud to hear the words, but it doesn't matter anyway
They wouldn't understand the things the songwriter is trying to say
They sing in ignorant bliss
It's all in a day's work, yeah.