Why do you go to Anderson Hall
What do you hope to see there today
A movie or a play
Why do you go
No light shines at all
Is there music or setting on the stage
Don't actors ever age
I know the lights call you on
To give your final performance
And when the curtain comes down
You hope for a standing ovation
You hope the people throw roses to you
And so you go with great expectations
And hope the lights haven't faded away
You need them today
But you find no more standing ovations
There are no roses or media fuss
Well it smells like a bus
And though the show must go on
You take a long intermission
And when the second act's begun
You sneak through the stage door to the alley
And make your way out
Into the heartless night
And so the orchestra
Has played its final chord
The stage is bare at Anderson Hall
Why do you go to Anderson Hall
What do you hope to see there today
A movie or a play