Standard (EADGBE)
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 got undressed
and no he never made a mess
it's funny how life turns out
the odds of faith in the face of doubt
camera one closes in
the soundtrack starts, the scene begins
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, take a bow...
the trophy wife of palisades
whose yearbook beauty never fades
sits and watches the sea fold in
and wonders what might have been
if she could ever have her chance
would she do it all again
it's funny how life turns out
the odds of faith in the face of doubt
camera one closes in
the soundtrack starts, the scene begins
you're playing you now (playing you now)
you're playing you now (playing you now)
you're playing you now (playing you now)
you're playing you now (playing you now)
you're playing you now (playing you now)
take a bow, take a bow...
on the corner by a street
he sits in his lawnchair in the heat
siteseers see what they want
he's selling starmaps 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 got undressed
and no he didn't seem depressed
it's funny how life turns out
the odds of faith in the face of doubt
camera one closes in
the soundtrack starts, the scene begins
you're playing you now (playing you now)
you're playing you now (playing you now)
you're playing you now (playing you now)
you're playing you now (playing you now)
you're playing you now (playing you now)
you're playing you now (playing you now)
you're playing you now (playing you now)
take a bow, take a bow...
take a bow, take a bow...
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another mediocre transcription by "Mrs. Premise"