Barry said his last goodbye To all the doomsday warriors And set off for the bay He could sniff the salty scented sea He kicked the backside of the teeve The sky was in a darkening frame The crowds trampling on the midden shells Buried underneath the carpark Where people danced and sang He'd been pedaling hard for most his life Now he could hardly reason why Quick bucks flats in his line of sight They were grey daisies in the night The stars snuffed out of sight He called out Can you really hear what you're saying? Who are the strange gods to whom you keep praying? Where is the soul, the substance and the whole When you're living on that last frontier every day? Escape at one when the clock ran down On the Google centred town Where the industry of schadenfreude Had filled the harbour with warm beer Well, they were grazing in the back stalls Their faces filled with false tears And he says, "I'm getting out of here Off to that last frontier" He's calling out now Who pays off the debts we're creating? Who fixes the messes that we keep making? Where is the soul, the substance and the whole When you're living on that last frontier every day? He says Can you really hear what you're saying? Who are the strange gods to whom you keep praying? Where is the soul, the substance and the whole When you're living on that last frontier every day? Call it out now Who pays off the debts we're creating? (I wonder) Who fixes the messes that we keep making? Where is the soul, the substance and the whole When you're living on that last frontier every day? Now Can you really hear what you're saying? Who mends all those hearts that keep breaking? And where is the soul, the substance and the whole When you're living on that last frontier? Desire tangled up with fear The talking points no longer clear anyway Anyway, anyway Na-na-na-na-na-na Anyway

Where are those happy days, they seem so hard to find I tried to reach for you, but you have closed your mind Whatever happened to our love? I wish I understood It used to be so nice, it used to be so good So when you're near me, darling can't you hear me? S. O. S. The love you gave me, nothing else can save me S. O. S. When you're gone How can I even try to go on? When you're gone Though I try how can I carry on? You seem so far away, though you are standing near You made me feel alive, but something died I fear I really tried to make it out I wish I understood What happened to our love, it used to be so good So when you're near me, darling can't you hear me? S. O. S. The love you gave me, nothing else can save me S. O. S. When you're gone How can I even try to go on? When you're gone Though I try how can I carry on? So when you're near me, darling can't you hear me? S. O. S. (S.O.S.) And the love you gave me, nothing else can save me S. O. S. When you're gone How can I even try to go on? When you're gone (when you're gone) Though I try, how can I carry on? (How can I carry on?) When you're gone How can I even try to go on? When you're gone (when you're gone) Though I try, how can I carry on? (How can I carry on)

It's Frank DiLella with New York One's onstage We are here for the opening night of Eleanor!: The Eleanor Roosevelt musical Let's talk process When I'm in character I go insane I stagger, I stammer, I sob I make the audiences feel my pain And if they don't leave depressed Then I've not done my job Each time I find a role like Eleanor The artist inside of me thrives I put on that wig and those prosthetic teeth And know I'm changing lives By the time I get tuberculosis in act two Even the people who are dead inside Will shout "Bravo" on cue (bravo) The first review is in New Jersey Star Ledger Don't tell me Unless it's a rave or a mix positive It says we're hit, my God! We're a hit and I think we deserve it That's for sure Also it means that this tour de force Will not be forced to tour To Eleanor! May she run for eternity (To Eleanor!) Cheers to a show that's so inspiring It's almost too much to sit through And if we've won that might mean one more thing That in ten years or so, we'll do Eleanor 2 (wow) I can predict what the reviews will say Before the next note has arrived It's ground-breaking (Earth-shaking) Life-affirming (breath-taking) Gut-wrenching (heart-aching) In two words it's history-making That's why every actor strives For adulation and compensation That comes from nightly Changing Lives It's just what we do