Artist: The Auteurs
Song: underground movies
We first met, it was raining
In a house with bay windows
And all the fittings and fixtures
And a catalogue of injury
She's got a credo in underground movies
Her father is a lawyer
Who paid for the fittings and fixtures
And a house with bay windows
And I'm calling from a Baltimore hotel
Don't let it ring again
Your movies are your own
You're on a limb again
Calling from a Baltimore hotel
Don't let it ring again
Your movies are all your own
Don't let him in again
Four weeks later in April
I took her to the doctors
Said, "I've no prescription
For compromised solution"
And I'm calling from a Baltimore hotel
Don't let it ring again
Your movies are your own
You're on a limb again
Calling from a Baltimore hotel
Don't let it ring again
Your movies are all your own
Don't let him in again
Ten years caught in a trap
By my own cunning
Thought I was smart
Thought I was dying
For years I lived in a flat
Without water running
Thought it was smart
Thought it was funny
I'm writing her memoirs
The underground press remain faithful
Ghost writing her memoirs
Maybe we'll get on cable
