Lyrics:
The projectionist is at it again
He's wrecking the world's greatest film
Projecting his vision on art on a whim
The projectionist is at it again
He
something made you stay
I'm the projectionist i lay the scene
I shine my beam on your movie screen
I've got some months or years to kill
Just hold still
Projectionist...
Of a secret film
Lets take a walk outside
Try venture out in thin air
The reflector
In your secret film
The audience fell asleep
Many figures;
"Wake up, pretty girl, the jokes
On you..."
You're on your own!!"
-We vomit while laughing...
cs the projectionist banters on of diamonds and tidal
just metal
Now I'm going part time
With a film projectionist
And she's the vinyl queen
From my surfer dream
She likes the beach boys
More
the wall
The projectionist lifts the curtain in the cinema within
The aisle is sealed with cobwebs, the main feature now begins
A bridge of sighs, tell
of
Evening
Darkness seep through every man
The cinema is dark and empty
The doors are closed right down
The projectionist is drunk somewhere
In a room in
the projectionist
And I am hostage to your game
All I want is some consistency
More enemy than a friend
The calm up here is beautiful
I feel so at peace
I hope back
who killed the child
Projectionist and pedophile
The devil followed him down
And led the man to hell
Nobody gives a fuck if you do or you don't
Nobody
the projectionist in old Wayne's brain runs
Is “Lord, ain't it lonely here in my genocide of 1?”
So, I guess their freedoms just sorta mean more than ours
Though
once owned by the slide projectionist for Cabaret Voltaire (oh yeah…)
they play covers of the songs made famous by the Stress Cows
they play shows
calling me Nas like I was an impressionist
A film fit for the gods I guess I'm the projectionist
The comparisons you're killing them
Never really was
and exposure
Copped me a Sony then told yah I ain't came to play in my video
Do what I say a perfectionist
My life a move projection and
Not a projectionist
Quit
I am the only one in the audience
Nobody else can feel what I feel
I look over my shoulder for the projectionist
But there is no one there behind
kosher deals
Like movie projectionist you should know the reel
Me and King Madi some specialists of this hip-hop shit
It don't matter if it's written,
Projectionist
We high ground, sniping every phase on the list
Backstabbers holding wooden handles, Forked your lung out...
Crime organized... he lied, take his
projectionist
Plastic, plastic, plastic beings
They don't want love
They don't want love
They just want to be pretty
Get anything you want
Anything you
Another serial projectionist
Another coward who's already died 1000 deaths
A phony fraudulent confidence man
Pellucid delusional charlatan
Never want to look out my window again
So I'll look for work as a projectionist
For room and board I'll go analog for a meager wage
Live at some
an astral-projectionist
And I want nothing to do with it
But we get on fine
I know a girl called Kris
Who eats celery and parsnips
And I eat fish and chips
But we
lifts as the projectionist rolls tape
And it makes us brave again
And it makes us brave again
And it makes us brave
So we're leaving
We're leaving our
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