Unfair Kind of Fame

Directing movies, you wrote your own scripts

You were a boom man and a camera grip

You pioneered it, yeah you dug your own graves

And built your own crosses

Out of cardboard and nails



Down to the film set

Saucers, spotters and flames



All you asked for

Was a little acclaim

But what they gave you

Unfair kind of fame



You hired cheap actors

But they gave you their best

And you stayed proud

And you believed in yourself



Down to the film set

Saucers, plotters and planes



You left nothing to chance

You learned that from playing chess