The After Party

[Intro] [Verse] The elevator opens and the music fills the hall Black suits, bright dresses, everybody standing tall A producer by the doorway with a drink in his hand A starlet in the mirror looking like a gem from promise land The room is full of faces from the pictures on the screen Some are waiting for a break, some are waiting to live out their dream The band is playing something with a rhythm made to move And everybody's acting like they got nothing left to lose Champagne on the table, cigarette smoke in the air A little bit of money, a little bit of borrowed flair The cameras may be finished, but the show is going strong The after-party's starting when the working day is done [Pre-Chorus] When the lights go down And the doors close tight Everybody finds a reason To stay out all night [Chorus] The after-party Where the night gets started The after-party When the cameras turn away The after-party Everybody's somebody The after-party And nobody leaves the same [Verse] There’s a couple in the corner where the music can't be heard Trading secret whispers without saying many words A married man is flirting with a woman not his wife While somebody in the hallway is making promises for life Dark rooms down the staircase, empty glasses by the door A kiss behind the curtain, then they're looking for some more The action may be over, but the players know the scene And everybody's hiding what they hope will stay unseen Some are chasing conversation, some are chasing someone’s bed Some are trying to forget the things they never should have said The party keeps on turning while the faithful disappear And the truth gets pushed aside beneath another round of cheers [Pre-Chorus] When the lights go down And the doors close tight Everybody finds a reason To stay out all night [Chorus] The after-party Where the night gets started The after-party When the cameras turn away The after-party Everybody's somebody The after-party And nobody leaves the same [Guitar Break] [Verse] Now the sky is turning gold beyond the city signs The music's getting slower, and the room is slowly dieing Empty bottles, scattered jackets, lipstick on a glass All the evidence of everything that happened in the past The stars are losing color in the early morning haze The beautiful and broken look a little less unfazed A driver waits outside while the last few leave And the night gives up its secrets with the greatest of ease The party's almost over, but the city never sleeps It gathers up the promises and martyrs what it keeps Then the doors close softly on the damage and dreams And Hollywood goes back to selling somebody else's scene [FINAL CHORUS] The after-party Where the night gets started The after-party When the cameras turn away The after-party Everybody's somebody The after-party And nobody leaves the same The after-party When the daylight finds us The after-party And the night has had its say [Outro]