Timothy Cameron: Noises
His Comfy Casting Couch
(from the album "...every cloud has a sulphur lining...")
The rule of popularity is this:
A contract sealed ain't sealed with with just a kiss
And if you think it's a disgrace,
They're lining up to take your place
Careers can be sunk with no trace
So make yourself comfy on, his comfy casting couch
Now you've done the dirty for your break
Attraction not the only thing you fake
Well welcome to glamourous life,
And don't breathe a word to his wife,
He's had enough marital strife
So make yourself comfy on, his comfy casting couch
He makes a killing the way he makes a living,
You never knew this business was so giving
Bite your tongue and bite the bullet too
Cushioning the blow would spoil the view
A lazy boy becomes a man
Your future is held in your hands
The finger of fate makes demands
So make yourself comfy on, his comfy casting couch
(words & music by Timothy Cameron)