From the Kid to the Gold Rush You can see the Modern Times From the Rink to the Pay Day You can see the City Lights
From the Count to the Circus I'm still here behind the screen One a.m. at the pawnshop I'm the champion in your dream
Gotta get to England Someday I'll get even Washington's a boys' club cabaret Cinematic treason If Hollywood's a kingdom Jesters get their justice either way
In the park, I get shanghaied In a prehistoric past I get caught in the limelight. So bring on the laughing gas
Take a shot at the keystones take the squareheads to the queen Water cures for McCarthy Talking pictures, silent scenes
