A5 E5 A5 E5 A5 E5 A5 E5 Oooh-wah, oooh-wah, oooh-wah, oooh-wah A5 E5 A5 E5 A5 E5 When footlights dim in reverence to prescient passion A5 E5 A5 E5 A5 E5 Forewarned, my audience leaves the stage, floating ahead perfumed shift A5 E5 A5 E5 Within the stammering silence, the face that launched a thousand frames A5 E5 A5 E5 A5 E5 Betrayed by a porcelain tear, a stained career A5 E5 A5 E5 Oooh-wah, oooh-wah A5 E5 A5 E5 A5 E5 A5 E5 You played this scene before, you played this scene before A5 E5 A5 E5 I, the mote in your eye, I, I, I, I, the mote in your eye A5 E5 A5 E5 A misplaced reaction, reaction C5 G5 C5 G5 C5 G5 C5 G5 C5 E5 A5 B5 The darkroom unleashes imagination in pornographic images E5 In which you will always be the star, always be the star, untouchable A5 Unapproachable, constant in the darkness, in the darkness (in the darkness) B5 Nursing an erection, a misplaced reaction E5 With no flower to place before this gravestone A5 And the walls become enticingly newspaper thin B5 But that would be developing the negative view E5 And you have to be exposed in voyeuristic colour A5 B5 The public act, let you model your shame on the mannequin catwalk, catwalk E5 Let the cats walk (and the cat walks) A5 E5 A5 E5 Oooh-wah, oooh-wah A5 E5 A5 E5 A5 E5 A5 E5 I've played this scene before, I've played this scene before A5 E5 A5 E5 I, the mote in your eye, I, I, I, I, the mote in your eye A5 E5 A5 E5 A misplaced reaction, satisfaction A5 "An irritating speck of dirt that came from absolutely nowhere" E5 D5 A5 E5 D5 A5 You can't brush me under the carpet, you can't hide me under the stairs E5 D5 A5 The custodian of your private fears, your leading actor of yesteryear E5 D5 Who as you crawled out of the alleys of obscurity A5 Sentenced to rejection in the morass of anonymity E5 D5 A5 You who I directed with a lover's will, you who I let hypnotise the lens E5 D5 You who I let bathe in the spotlight's glare A5 E5 D5 You who wiped me from your memory like a greasepaint mask A5 Just like a greasepaint mask F#5 C#5 D5 E5 F#5 C#5 D5 E5 F#5 C#5 D5 E5 F#5 C#5 D5 E5 F#5 C#5 D5 E5 F#5 C#5 D5 E5 F#5 C#5 D5 E5 But now I'm the snake in the grass, the ghost of film reels past F#5 C#5 D5 E5 F#5 F#5 I'm the producer of your nightmare and the performance has just begun C#5 C#5 It's just begun F#5 F#5 C#5 C#5 F#5 F#5 C#5 C#5 It's just begun F#5 F#5 Your perimeter of courtiers jerk like celluloid puppets C#5 C#5 As you stutter paralysed with rabbit's eyes F#5 F#5 Searing the shadows, flooding the wings C#5 C#5 To pluck elusive salvation from the understudy's lips F#5 F#5 Retrieve the soliloquy, maintain the obituary C#5 C#5 My cue line in the last act and you wait in silent solitude F#5 F#5 C#5 C#5 Waiting for the prompt, waiting for the prompt, waiting for the prompt F#5 F#5 C#5 C#5 Waiting for the prompt, waiting for the prompt, waiting for the prompt F#5 F#5 C#5 You've play - ed this scene before
