Your heart is dark as film noir Like a cabaret you're better from afar Don't keep us waiting for you This is your big debut If you forget your lines They'll feed you to the lions Great expectations All eyes are on you There is nothing That you wouldn't do But soon they'll want someone new
Be sure that you're right on time For your big interview In suits and tongue ties They're counting on you Cameras flash and you go blind But you'll think you've seen the light Just cable satellites
And I like to be alone In a crowded room Unplug the telephone They're calling for you And watch the walls begin to waltz What if we pulled back the crimson curtains Would you be nothing more than a mink without its skin
