Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Slapped Actress, artist - The Hold Steady.
Date of issue: 16.06.2008
Song language: English
Slapped Actress |
Don’t tell my sister about your most recent vision |
Don’t tell my family. |
They’re all wicked strict Christians |
Don’t tell the hangers-on. |
Don’t tell your friends |
Don’t tell them we went down to Ybor City again. |
Don’t tell the dancers. |
They’ll just get distracted |
Don’t tell the DJs, they already suspect us |
Don’t mention the bloodshed. |
Don’t mention the skins |
Don’t tell them Ybor City almost killed us again |
We are the theater |
They are the people dressed up to be seated |
Looking upwards and dreaming |
We’re the projectors |
We’re hosting the screening |
We’re dust in the spotlights |
We’re just kind of floating |
Don’t drop little hints. |
I don’t want them to guess |
Don’t mention Tampa they’ll just know all the rest |
Don’t mention the bloodshed don’t tell them it hurts |
Don’t say we saw angels. |
They’ll take us straight to the church |
They queue up for tickets |
To see the performance |
They push to get closer |
Looking upwards with wonder |
We are the actors |
The cameras are rolling |
I’ll be Ben Gazzara |
You’ll be Gena Rowlands. |
Sometimes actresses get slapped |
Sometimes actresses get slapped |
Sometimes fake fights turn out bad |
Sometimes actresses get slapped |
Some nights making it look real |
Might end up with someone hurt |
Some nights it’s just entertainment |
Some other nights it’s work |
They come in for the feeding |
Sit in stadium seating |
They’re holding their hands out |
For the body and blood now |
We’re the directors |
Our hands will hold steady |
I’ll be John Cassavettes |
Let me know when you’re ready |
Man, we make our own movies |