Penny Picture Show
K. Edward Smith
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Tommy was a brawler in the Penny Picture Show Fighting cardboard cutouts, saving women made of straw Every day at work he'd throw his fists of fallacy And every night he's throwing back quarter-fifths J&Bs Tommy he'd wear a bowler and make all the ladies swoon But he's just another pug-nosed pugilist, promising them the moon And he'd say we all have our roles to play The gin soaked cameramen, they're setting up the shots And the late-night hairdressers, they're out making lipstick lip The lighting crew, they're rigging something for tomorrow's fairy tale The writers' room, they're drinking something to craft the dialogue The bookkeeper, he's in the corner shuffling digits and decimals around Seeing just how many more pictures they can make The director, he's out on the cutting floor He's got a glass of burgundy He's going over today's takes It's just another day At the Penny Picture Show Lucy, she was a dancer at the Penny Picture Show She loved to play the black dress, the femme fatale She could smoke long cigarettes on stage And go on and on and on and on and on With coy cliches But usually they'd just have her do the same routine She'd be wearing next to nothing Sipping dry martinis Dreaming about Paris in the rain She'd say, we all have our roles to play The gin-soaked cameramen, they're setting up the shots While the late-night hairdressers, they're out making lipstick love The lighting crew, they're rigging something or other for tomorrow's fairy tale The writers' room, they're drinking something They say it's for the dialogue While the bookkeeper, he's over in the corner Shuffling decimals and digits into different columns To see just how many more pictures they can make While the director, he's out on the cutting floor He's got a glass of burgundy He's going over today's takes It's just another day At the Penny Picture Show Charlie was a writer at the Penny Picture Show Pulling heroes out the air, saving scripts from the grave He'd lie in wait to see what kind of thoughts came through the door But usually it was just somebody else looking for his key to the liquor drawer So Charlie, he'd go out and get some ice and fill the glasses to the top Then put paper into his machine and wait for those ghosts to come He'd say, we all have our roles to play Yeah, we all have our roles to play It's just another day at the Penny Picture Show
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