The clock is striking midnight
and it's over none too soon.
I can hear the angry voices
howling at the moon.
And you, you're sitting lonely
and the night is growing still.
You think that you won't make it through,
but I know you always will.
Don't let it get you down.
Don't let it turn you 'round.
Don't let it get you down.
Carry on.
The smells excite your senses
and you wish that it would stop,
but it's all made more intensified
by the pounding of the clock.
And you begin to wonder,
how long will this go on?
How much longer will it be
till your consciousness is gone?
Don't let it get you down.
Don't let it turn you 'round.
Don't let it get you down.
Carry on.
(Carry on).
Don't let it get you down.
Don't let it turn you 'round.
Don't let it get you down.
Carry on.
The whole thing seems so senseless,
but there's nothing you can do.
You couldn't find a way out
if you wanted to.
And it's all made more confusing
by the rumbling of the floor.
The band keeps playing on and on
as you stumble for the door.
Don't let it get you down.
Don't let it turn you 'round.
Don't let it get you down.
Carry on.
Don't let it get you down.
Don't let it turn you 'round.
Don't let it get you down.
Carry on.
Don't let it get you down.
Don't let it turn you 'round.
Don't let it get you down.
(Carry on).
Don't let it get you down.
(Carry on).
Don't let it turn you 'round.
(Carry on).
Don't let it get you down.
(Carry on).
Don't let it get you down.
(Carry on).
Don't let it turn you 'round.
(Carry on).
Don't let it get you down.
(Carry on).
Don't let it get you down.
(Carry on).
Don't let it turn you 'round.
(Carry on).
Don't let it get you down.
(Carry on).