Director's Cut

The sun sets and I fade away My ears getting tired, listening to machinery Who's directing this anyway My eyes got tired, trying to see it your way Can't you see the house is on fire 'S all singing - got to get out of here People running and screaming Then someone yells cut Let's do it all over again Who's directing this anyway Looking for, looking for a happy ending Who's directing this anyway Don't let them tell you that you're never gonna win Don't let them tell you the sun won't rise again In the end every dog has its day The master dies, eventually And I died the other day My fans all gathered, and the cried for me You don't know how it feels To hate this body, a little less than this mind To hate this body, a little less than this mind To hate this body, a little less Don't let them tell you that you're never gonna win Don't let them tell you the sun won't rise again In the end every dog has its day The master dies, eventually And I found my break through role But they killed me off a long time ago I faded like Kim Novak's smile The awards I got all dusty now