Tekster: John Wesley Harding. The Movie of Your Life.

In the movie of your life
They'll get some real jerk to be you
Edited so he can act
Cast because of his tvq
In the movie of your life
You'll be less famous than he is
That'll be a strange turn of events
You'll be a cameo amongst the rushes

And you're learning all the lines
Though it was you who said them in the first place
Since then someone wrote them down
To pay for his new beach space
There's all these things you can't recall
And things you know you didn't say
But in the move of your life
The truth just flirts and runs away


And it's so plain to me
You're happy with this parody
But in a glittering instant you hold the light so we can see
That your joke's become your reality


All your tricks so limp and tame
You said you were a stage magician
But it's only moths in light

Heaven burnt out in collision
It's only seats that they're booking
In the movie of your life
The truth won't get a look-in


(chorus)


Everyone knows that you're divine so we await your resurrection
And they say that you'll be just fine
After you dry out on the critical clothesline


And you know it's all made up
How come your face has ceased to be you?
All your doubts and greatest fears
They will be confirmed at the preview
Celluloid has shaped the day
And put the cat amongst the coughers
One business lunch on drugs
Now you're waiting for the next big offer


(chorus)