Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Eli Wallach , by - Darren Hanlon. Song from the album Pointing Ray Guns at Pagans, in the genre ИндиRelease date: 27.04.2009
Record label: Darren Hanlon
Song language: English
Eli Wallach |
| I’ve only known you for 10 minutes but I’d prefer you didn’t die just yet |
| You’re on a horse, your hands are tied and there’s a rope around your neck |
| One of them’s good, the other ones bad and you’re no oil painting |
| But you play the part of the holy rouge |
| Dance along like the desert’s your stage |
| Your soul possessed by the ghost of Stanislavski |
| Eli Wallach |
| Through his silver tooth, before he shoots he speaks their epitaph |
| Loose scripts and unsynced lips and he still makes us laugh |
| Like when he wears his gun while he’s in the bath |
| Disbeliever: But for all of your laughter, you’re going crazy like some guy |
| like he’s your zen master… |
| Darren: I know |
| But inspiration’s rare as gold, hidden in an unmarked grave |
| You find a hero where you least expect it |
| Mine’s been in over 50 films |
| And I’d have thought by now |
| Somebody would have written a book about him |