Bartender fix me a drink
And lend me your ear
So you say you don't know who I am
Well, that's ok
But just let me say
The world can be a bitter place
For a washed up old movie star
I used to do a pretty good Shakespear
Turn around and play a big city cop
Yes, and all the critics love you
When your on top
But every movie has to come town end
And soon they all forget just who you are.
And what do you do when the soundtracks over
And the studio lights go down
After the last cast party
When you find yourself all alone?
The telephone it don't ring no more
And your oscars gather dust in the hall
Well, is there life after the last curtain call?
You say I'm lucky to be alive
Well, sometimes I'd rather be dead
Feel there's no reason for me to go on
I've been suffering much too long
But don't get me wrong
I'm happy to have had the chance
To be the star in some hollywood romance
But what do you do when the soundtracks over
And the studio lights go down
After the last cast party
When you find yourself all alone?
The telephone it don't reign no more
And your oscars gather dust in the hall
Well, is there life after the last curtain call?
I've heard it said many times before
That "every dog must have his day"
But I've never cared much
For opinions anyway
I had to do things my own way