Neverland Express Newsletter No. 8/9 circa 1985
Kathy Righelato M/N 4
That was a night to remember
and one I will never forget.
The lights, the crowd,
we're all waiting,
But there ain't no sign
of you yet.
the beat of the drums,
keyboards and guitars,
and the thrill as you walk
On the stage,
Your voice resounding
throughout the place,
The band is at last on
the rampage.
Bad Attitude, Dead Ringer for love
Midnight at the Lost and Found,
You fill our senses with your rock and roll,
As zest and vitability abound.
The girls shine like pearls
in the light,
Your back is steaming with sweat,
And we are all going wild,
clapping and singing,
Because we haven't seen
half of it yet.
The band plays all those
memorable tunes,
Our spirits are high in laughter
and song,
As you stand on the edge,
just a few feet away,
Hands reach out to touch,
but then you have gone.
Every note is played
to perfection,
The air is electric,
silver sparks are flying,
Piece of the Action and
Modern Girl,
But the firey embers are slowly dying.
As the evening draws to a close
You return in a golden shirt,
to sing with all your might
Two out of Three ain't Bad
and Bat out of Hell,
What a way to end the night.
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