Oh, you silly old man

You silly old man

You're making a fool of yourself

So get off the stage



You silly old man

In your misguided trousers

With your mascara and your Fender guitar

And you think you can arouse us?



But the song that you just sang

It sounds exactly like the last one

And the next one

I bet you it will sound

Like this one



Downstage, and offstage

Don't you feel all run in?

And do you wonder when they will take it away?

This is your final fling



But then applause ran high

But for the patience of the ones behind you

As a verse drags on like a month drags on

It's very short, but it seems very long



And the song that you just sang

It sounds exactly like the last one

And the next one

I bet you it will sound

Like this one



So, get off the stage

Oh, get off the stage

And when we get down off of the stage

Please stay off the stage - ALL DAY !



Get off the stage

Oh, get off the stage

And when we've had our money back

Then I'd like your back in plaster



Oh, I know that you say

How age has no meaning

Oh, but here is your audience now

And they're screaming:



"Get off the stage"

Oh, get off the stage

Because I've given you enough of my time

And the money that wasn't even mine

Have you seen yourself recently?



Oh, get off the stage

Oh, get off the stage

For whom, oh...

For whom, oh...

For whom, oh...

For whom, oh...



Get off the stage

Get off the stage

Get off the stage



For whom the bell tolls

Writer : MORRISSEY, STEVEN / ROURKE, ANDY
Copyright : Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.