All is quiet on the set tonight
And all the actors have gone home
All except the lead in a pool of light
He’s lit by candle wax alone
Well I swear that I can’t take anymore of this
Movie montage with that Bacharach score
’cause this reel to reel that’s replaced my life
Is so obscure that no one will bite
But it’s so cliché that Hollywood might
If you just turn around and come back to me
To the kiss embrace in the final scene
As the credits roll to the top of the screen
And I finally wake up from this celluloid dream
They meet and they fall in love at first
Lens gleamed with vaseline, oh, don’t they seem to have it all
But by act three we fear the worst
The fall from grace follows the fatal flaw
So here’s hoping that they work on the sequel
Where we’re in love again and things are equal
’cause this reel to reel that’s replaced my life
Is so obscure that no one will bite
But it’s so cliché that Hollywood might
If you just turn around and come back to me
To the kiss embrace in the final scene
As the credits roll to the top of the screen
And I finally wake up from this celluloid dream
Now I’ll be accused of chewing the scenery
And hamming it up but it just all comes so easily, now
’cause this reel to reel that’s replaced my life
Is so obscure that no one will bite
But it’s so cliché that Hollywood might
If you just turn around and come back to me
To the kiss embrace in the final scene
As the credits roll to the top of the screen
And I finally wake up from this celluloid dream