It's opening night, everything's going fine

Finally finding a timeless time

It's an open line



And angle your way through the actors and sets

Entrance, exits, dressing rooms

Cigarettes



Black blightlight

White spot

Can do

Cannot



You surface again for your one big scene

It's a real pot-boiler with a civilized sheen

Paris pleaSpring



But you mutter, you murmur, you merely mumble

You're quick and you crack, you quiver

And you crumble



Cold cream

Hot bed

Wiped out

EndedAnd dead