Fugazi — Cassavetes

Shut up! Shut up! This is my last picture! Shot in real, real, realism! Oh! Crush my calm, you Cassavetes Sitting tight so quiet - quiet In the dark till the lights came up Heart beating like a riot - riot Hollywood are you waiting on a sign Someone to come on bust a genre You poor city of shame Ask me what you're needing and I'll sell you his name 'Cos he was the one to send out, send it with truth That's something from someone Gena Rowlands Complete control, for Cassavetes If it's not for sale you can't buy it - buy it Sad-eyed mogul reaching for your wallet Like hand to holster why don't you try it - try it Are you waiting on a sign Someone to come on bust a genre You poor city of shame Ask me what you're needing and I'll front you his name 'Cos he was the one to send out, send it with truth That's something from someone Gena Rowlands Yeah Oh, Shut up! This is my last picture! Shot in real, real, realism! Shut up! Shut up! This is my last picture