The sandyHung his clothes on the shower rod
Lost his faith in all that's good
It's funny how life works out
Closed the curtain, unplugged the clock
But he never go undressed and he never made a mess
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
The trophy wife of Palisades Sits and watches the sea roll in
Whose yearbook beauty never fades
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. On the corner by the street
Sightseers see what they want
He sits in his armchair in the heat
He's selling star maps to the sun The sandyLost his faith in all that's good
Closed the curtain, unplugged the clock
But he never go undressed and he never seemed depressed.
Hung his clothes on the shower rod
The odds of faith in the face of doubt
It's funny how life works out
Camera one closes in
The soundtrack starts, the scene begins.
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