Из альбома: Crawford Street
The camera starts, the shower scene
I wield the knife, the girl screams
But she sounded like a wounded hen
The camera stops, we try again
Take nineteen, the shower scene
The cameraman got caught between between
The curtains, so he blew the take
The director says to take a break
The second break this afternoon
Her fingers look like shriveled prunes
She’s screaming at the makeup man
To get the wrinkles off her hands
Why’d I go to school to act
There’s noone here but freaks and hacks
These drama queens have got me down
I want to kill this whole damn town
I want to rule the silver screen
Not some B-list shower scene
With a plastic knife and sound effects
Like a porno flick without the sex
But I’ll grin and bear this lousy film
And I’ll play my stupid part until
I get my break and land a role
Where I don’t need to puncture holes in bodies