Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Protagonist, artist - They Might Be Giants.
Date of issue: 18.07.2011
Song language: English
Protagonist |
She stole my daydreams |
She stole my air guitar |
(Exterior. Man on lawn, alone at dawn.) |
Packed the typewriter |
And drove off in her car |
(A battered automobile drives past state line sign.) |
And now I know that I’ll rue the day |
I let her get away |
I need a haircut |
I’ve got myself to blame |
(A gloved hand spins a combination dial quickly opening a large wall safe.) |
He wasn’t so fine |
To my beginner’s mind |
(Motel. The other man, severe, refined.) |
But with that big talk |
I should have seen the signs |
(Woman enters and they embrace. He packs duct tape, rope.) |
And right on her he was fixing his aim |
He pushed me out of frame |
I need new head shots |
I’ve got myself to blame |
(She spins her ring to hide the diamond in her hand and drops a gun into a |
small beaded purse.) |
Know the diff between a script and a spec |
It’s a test, just the stage directions left |
And no camera angles to use, mm-hmm |
A novice script may seem strange in this format |
But like any other business |
It’s a standard that the writer gets used to, aw-huh |
My scenes are cut out |
I’m just on speaker phone |
For exposition |
I’m out here on my own |
And as the night falls on this sleepy town |
The iris closes down |
I missed my close-up |
I’ve got myself to blame |
I’ve got myself to blame |
I’ve got myself to blame |