Movie Makin'

Sittin' at my desk Gettin' one day fatter My brain hose clogged The syllables tattered My fingers locked My brain is blocked The words are frozen Up inside my box Have no fear The chef is here I'm cookin' up lines And I tipped the cashier Open up the grill And throw the steaks on The flames are hot And the brain freeze gone Lines start droppin' Between my ear holes My digits kung-fu To grab the fresh flows Pages stacked high The plot twists fly Protect the property With a copyright buy Lights, camera, action The bulbs all turn green It's time to take the picture From pages to screen The set is hot Like the flames on my grill Thought I couldn't do it But I think I might will Movie makin' Movie movie makin' Movie makin' Movie movie makin' Movie makin' Movie movie makin' Ma ma ma muh Ma movie makin' Production is wrapped Like the words in this song The days in the bays Are boring and long I watched two takes Twenty-two hundred times The choice that I make A story defines From 21 inches To 45 feet Festival screenings And word on the street Take two seconds To take it all in Then back to the lab To do it again Which way to the festival I-I-I'm looking for a festival A film festival I'm trying to win a prize For my movie It's a very special movie Which way do we go to the festival