CAMERA ONE – Josh Joplin Group the sandy haired son of hollywood lost his faith in all that's good closed the curtain unplugged the clock, hung his clothes on the shower rod but he never got undressed and no he never made a mess it's funny how life turns out the odds of faith in the face of doubt camera one closes in the soundtrack starts, the scene begins you're playing you now you're playing you now you're playing you now you're playing you now you're playing you now take a bow, take a bow... the trophy wife of palisades whose yearbook beauty never fades sits and watches the sea fold in and wonders what might have been if she could ever have her chance would she do it all again it's funny how life turns out the odds of faith in the face of doubt camera one closes in the soundtrack starts, the scene begins you're playing you now (playing you now) you're playing you now (playing you now) you're playing you now (playing you now) you're playing you now (playing you now) you're playing you now (playing you now) take a bow, take a bow... on the corner by a street he sits in his lawnchair in the heat siteseers see what they want (stop) he's selling starmaps to the sun the sandy haired son of hollywood lost his faith in all that's good closed the curtain unplugged the clock, hung his clothes on the shower rod but he never got undressed and no he didn't seem depressed it's funny how life turns out the odds of faith in the face of doubt camera one closes in the soundtrack starts, the scene begins you're playing you now (playing you now) you're playing you now (playing you now) you're playing you now (playing you now) you're playing you now (playing you now) you're playing you now (playing you now) you're playing you now (playing you now) you're playing you now (playing you now) take a bow, take a bow... take a bow, take a bow...