Lyrics The Auteurs

The Auteurs

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