Camera One

B    E     B     E

B                       E
the sandy haired son of hollywood
B                  E
lost his faith in all that's good
B                      E
closed the curtain unplugged the 
clock,
B                        E
hung his clothes on the shower rod
       F#           G#m
but he never got undressed
          E             F#
and no he never made a mess

            E              F#
 it's funny how life turns out
              G#m                
 the odds of faith in the face of 
  F#
doubt
        E          F#
 camera one closes in
                G#m              
 the soundtrack starts, the scene 
    F#
begins

               E
you're playing you now
                B      F#
you're playing you now
               E
you're playing you now
                B      F#
you're playing you now
                E
you're playing you now
        B    F#      E
 take a bow,  take a bow...

B                   E
the trophy wife of palisades
B                     E
whose yearbook beauty never fades
B                    E
sits and watches the sea fold in
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B                E
and wonders what might have been
             F#            G#m
if she could ever have her chance
          E         F#
would she do it all again

            E              F#
 it's funny how life turns out
              G#m                 
 the odds of faith in the face of 
F#
doubt
        E          F#
 camera one closes in
                 G#m              
 the soundtrack starts, the scene 
F#
begins

               E
you're playing you now (playing you 
now)
               B       F#
you're playing you now (playing you 
now)
               E
you're playing you now (playing you 
now)
               B       F#
you're playing you now (playing you 
now)
               E
you're playing you now (playing you 
now)

       B     F#      E
take a bow,  take a bow...

       B            F#
on the corner by a street
                E               F#
he sits in his lawnchair in the heat
          B             F#
siteseers see what they want
               E              F#  
(stop)   B   E
 he's selling starmaps to the sun

    B                    E
the sandy haired son of hollywood
 B                E
lost his faith in all that's good
B                     E
closed the curtain unplugged the 
clock,
B                       E
hung his clothes on the shower rod
       F#           G#m
but he never got undressed
           E           F#
and no he didn't seem depressed

            E              F#
 it's funny how life turns out
              G#m                 
 the odds of faith in the face of 
F#
doubt
        E          F#
 camera one closes in
                 G#m              
 the soundtrack starts, the scene 
F#
begins


               E
you're playing you now (playing you 
now)
               B       F#
you're playing you now (playing you 
now)
               E
you're playing you now (playing you 
now)
               B       F#
you're playing you now (playing you 
now)
               E
you're playing you now (playing you 
now)
               B       F#
you're playing you now (playing you 
now)
               E
you're playing you now (playing you 
now)


        B    F#      E
 take a bow,  take a bow...
        B    F#      E
 take a bow,  take a bow...