why don't you play the tune now?
come on you little geezer
you'll look funny when you're fifty
somebody i never met but in a way i know
didn't think that you could get so much from a picture show
people ask what's the deal?
this ain't how it's supposed to be
took a trip in powis square
no fans to scream and shout
when mobsters came to flush him out
gangland slaying underground
new identity must be found
on the left bank for a while
met a dwarf that was no good
dressed like little red riding hood
calling card a six-inch knife
mumbled something 'bout the past
as if each moment was the last
but it's him who's really dead
gets to take the funeral ride
i don't think i'm gonna let you stay in the film business
i don't answer solicitor's letters
i apply a bit of pressure
space guy fell from the sky
scratched my head and wondered why
across international dateline
stray thoughts fear to tread
placed upon the screen instead
she's my flame too hot to hold
had to settle for her cold
spread the news: the maestro's back
with a beat-box soundtrack
the king of brains - queen of the sack
executives have heart attack
it's assault course celluloid
the money makers would avoid
sometimes notions get reversed