Letra de Camera One

The sandy-haired son of Hollywood Lost his faith in all that's good Closed the curtain, unplugged the clock Hung his clothes on the shower rod But he never go undressed and he never made a mess It's funny how life works out The odds of faith in the face of doubt Camera one closes in The soundtrack starts, the scene begins. CHORUS You're playing you now You're playing you now You're playing you now You're playing you now You're playing you now Take a bow The trophy wife of Palisades Whose yearbook beauty never fades Sits and watches the sea roll in And wonders what might have been If she ever had the chance Would she do it all again? It's funny how life works out The odds of faith in the face of doubt Camera one closes in The soundtrack starts, the scene begins. (CHORUS) On the corner by the street He sits in his armchair in the heat Sightseers see what they want He's selling star maps to the sun The sandy-haired son of Hollywood Lost his faith in all that's good Closed the curtain, unplugged the clock Hung his clothes on the shower rod But he never go undressed and he never seemed depressed. It's funny how life works out The odds of faith in the face of doubt Camera one closes in The soundtrack starts, the scene begins.