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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Keyboards
Colm Wilkinson
Colm Wilkinson
Vocals
Julie Covington
Julie Covington
Vocals
Tony Christie
Tony Christie
Vocals
David Hamilton Smith
David Hamilton Smith
Vocals
London Philharmonic Orchestra
London Philharmonic Orchestra
Orchestra
Brian Odgers
Brian Odgers
Bass Guitar
Mo Foster
Mo Foster
Bass Guitar
Tony Stevens
Tony Stevens
Bass Guitar
Barry Morgan
Barry Morgan
Percussion
Peter Van Hooke
Peter Van Hooke
Percussion
Simon Phillips
Simon Phillips
Percussion
Hank B. Marvin
Hank B. Marvin
Guitar
Henry McCulloch
Henry McCulloch
Guitar
Joe Moretti
Joe Moretti
Guitar
Neil Hubbard
Neil Hubbard
Guitar
Ray Russell
Ray Russell
Guitar
David Snell
David Snell
Harp
Ann Odell
Ann Odell
Keyboards
Mike Moran
Mike Moran
Keyboards
Brian Byrne
Brian Byrne
Vocals
Christopher Neil
Christopher Neil
Vocals
David Hemmings
David Hemmings
Vocals
Jean Hawker
Jean Hawker
Vocals
Larry Walker
Larry Walker
Vocals
Laura Manara
Laura Manara
Vocals
Mike D'Abo
Mike D'Abo
Vocals
Mike Smith
Mike Smith
Vocals
Nicky Hamilton
Nicky Hamilton
Vocals
Roy Wood
Roy Wood
Vocals
Stephanie De Sykes
Stephanie De Sykes
Vocals
Terry Wood
Terry Wood
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Composer
Tim Rice
Tim Rice
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Producer
Tim Rice
Tim Rice
Producer
David Land
David Land
Executive Producer
Dennis Blackham
Dennis Blackham
Mastering Engineer
David Hamilton Smith
David Hamilton Smith
Engineer
Anton Matthews
Anton Matthews
Assistant Recording Engineer
Jeremy Gee
Jeremy Gee
Assistant Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Goodnight and thank you, Magaldi
You've completed your task
What more could we ask of you now?
Please sign the book on your way out the door
And that will be all
If we need you, we'll call
But I don't think that's likely somehow
Oh, but it's sad that when a love affair dies
But we have pretended enough
It's best that we part, stop fooling ourselves
Which means "Get stuffed"
Having arrived it matters to be
Photographed, noticed continually
Goodnight and thank you, whoever
She's in all the magazines
She wouldn't have been on her own
We don't like to rush but your case has been packed
If we've missed anything, you could give us a ring
But we don't always answer the phone
Oh, but it's sad when a love affair dies
But when we were hot, we were hot
I know you'll look back on the good times we've shared
But Eva will not
There is no one, no one at all
Never has been and never will be a lover
Male or female
Who hasn't an eye on
In fact they rely on
Tricks they can try on their partner
They're hoping their lover will help them or keep them
Support them, promote them
Don't blame them
You're the same
Now you are recognized, visually known
You need to move to the microphone
Goodnight and thank you, whoever
We are grateful you found her
A spot on the sound radio
We'll think of you every time she's on the air
We'd love you to stay
But you'd be in the way
So put on your trousers and go
Oh, but it's sad when a love affair dies
The decline into silence and doubt
Our passion was just too intense to survive
For God's sake, get out!
Fame on the wireless as far as it goes
It's all very well, but every girl knows
She needs a man she can monopolize
With fingers in dozens of different pies
Oh, but it's sad when a love affair dies
Written by: Andrew Lloyd Webber, Tim Rice
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