The Lonely Hearts Club Tour

I feel like a substitute stittin' on the sideline,
Clicking every single finger waiting for the right time,
I feel like a substitute sitting pretty in my prime,
I'm about to play the game 'cause I'm running out of time

[CHORUS:]
Drop your knees to the floor,
Hands to the sky,
Give a round of applause for the great Miss Y
I walked all night long in the dark just to be standing here

Only to feel like nobody and Miss Y am I here?
I walked all night long in the dark just to be standing here
Only to feel like nobody and Miss Y am I here?
and the lights, they, get stronger the longer that bạn have to wait,
for...