The Director’s Cut of Your Life

They're hanging me tonight
Say have you got a light?
The boat's pushed farther out
The vultures start to pout
They're killing off the leading part
Until the next time
Paste, cut
The only way you'll see me

Up in the big city blues
With nothing left to lose
The last dance we know
Is raring up to go
I wish you wouldn't throw those knives
They're pretty eerie
Paste, cut
The only way you'll see me

The last dance we know
Is raring up to go
It's such a long way home
It's such a long way home
These winding roads to Rome
Always tripping on the wires
Until the next time
Paste, cut
The only way you'll see me