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The Escape Artist

The Escape Artist is a 1982 film starring Griffin O'Neal and Raúl Juliá. It was based on a book by David Wagoner, and was the directorial debut of Caleb Deschanel. It was the final film of Joan Hackett, Desi Arnaz, and Gabriel Dell, and the film debut of Harry Anderson. It was also the final film performance of Jackie Coogan, though one film he had shot earlier (The Prey, which was shot in 1979) was not released until 1983. more »

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Hey, I know it's late and it's super inconvenient 'cause
My boundaries were hard on you, your time has never cost so much
And you've been busy with your gaslight, wishing I were dead
But I'll just be a minute
I'm so glad you found out why you make music 'cause you seemed unsure
And with me gone it seems unlikely you'll ever have to endure
Anybody challenging your ego or your mouth
And I think that's just brilliant
You're so resilient

Yeah, I got your message
And all it's done is prove that I don't need

To be vindictive, baby - you've got that down
The whine heard 'round the world
You keep us educated with your reveals
Your mater plan unfurled
I wonder
Who will feed it?
Can you cheat it
That grave you've dug yourself?
I've got no shovel, notice
You're the poet
It's in such messes you dwell

My bad, was that too much? See I'm trying to get the story straight
It sounded like you saying there was no room to negotiate
You taking what I built you and assuming all control
I guess I'll get my ears checked
What about when
You promised we were equals, though I couldn't ever understand
What it takes to be an artist, how to cope with such demand
The force of your emotions
Yes, it really was so big of you to show that aspect
Blame and defect

Just know I'm not vindictive, baby - you've got that down
The whine heard 'round the world
You keep us educated with your reveals
Your master plan unfurled
I wonder
Who will feed it?
Can you cheat it
That grave you've dug yourself?
I've got no shovel, notice
You're the poet
It's in such messes you dwell

I know that it takes two to have such fun as this
I shouldn't go around just calling you a narcissist
Without talk of your abusive tryst, oh no

But I'm not vindictive, baby - you've got that down
The whine heard 'round the world
Just keep us educated on what you steal
Your master plan unfurled
I'm not vindictive, baby - you've got that down
The whine heard 'round the world
You keep us educated with your reveals
Your master plan unfurled
I've got no shovel, notice
You're the poet
So bless your heart and stay well

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