Film Extra's Extra

an x-film extra's extra

i exit when i'm ex'd

i get it in the neck

i get my check

but i don't get what comes next

I got my break in the 'frisco quake

clarke gable got the lead

they said 'make like a piece of steak...

lay on that plate and bleed'

swine herds and hunch backs

led to bigger things

i was ponchas pilot's punch bag

you remember king of king's

understudy studies scripts

and stunt men dice with doom

you found me in a gothic crypt

or in some squalid room

where clint eastwood kicks my teeth in

several times a day

i'm the best dead body in the business

i don't have much to say

except... aaahhh, ooohhh, ahh, ohh, uhh, ahh, uhhh

and ohh, ahh, nhhh, ahh ohh and thank you lord

what can you say on the end of a sword

you just run out of breath

i carried seven ceasars

around seven cities of gold

i was the one who didn't whip Jesus

in the greatest story ever told

fake snakes, mock crocks

and killers cut my throat

that's me in the pine box

i know all about boats

i was on the titanic

i did what was required

and i was the first to panic

on the day the earth caught fire

hacksaw blades and hand grenades

dum dum bullets and darts

when pagans raid the stockade

i get mangled by their carts

i fall from trains and torture dames

just to keep in trim

I get slain on memory lane

and the people say 'oh it's him'

it was in this third rate thriller

i actually got to talk

saying 'look... the killer gorillas,

they're eating up New York'

i ride this phony pony

in a place a bit like the world

in the eyes of adults only

i never get the girl

tarantulas invade my bed

ohh it's wonderful

i'm a talking head... full of lead

blublblublblublblublblub

i scream all the way to the chair

i scream in the face of tanks

i take the stairway to the stairs

and i scream all the way to the banks

photogenic passion

impales me on it's knife

hero's made from fashion

but dying's a job for life