See me walk the hall through silhouetted light.
Hear the corridor crudely sing.
Catch a fast glance of still cursed Gweyaplain
laugh about everything.
And the moon appears so heavy in a sky filled with
Seagrams&Rum.
The Cheat appears on the television screen
as Pola Negri grabs the gun.
The maitre'd witnesses miracles.
Melodrama scenes explode.
Lon Chaney crawls beneath the wreckage of old news reels
and Opera shows.
And the moon appears so eager.
It confesses that it's love is one.
Then it's hoisted up to the rafters
as Pola Negri grabs the gun.
Thespians, thieves and jugglers stroll around the backstage door.
Our feelings are forever Silent. We don't talk much anymore.
And the moon is terribly sorry but it agrees
that the harm's been done.
The Cheat and our love is extinguished
as Pola Negri grabs the gun..