Lyrics Every Movie's a Circus - Andrew Lloyd Webber , Judy Kuhn

I read, one of your stories
Wasn't it Scribner's some magazine
Title, "Something with windows"
It was blind Windows
If that's what you mean

That's right
I really liked it
I'm all warm and runny inside
Let me pitch it to Sheldrake
I may be broke but I still have my pride

Come on, get off your high horse
Writers with pride don't live in LA
Silence
Exile and cunning
Those are the only cards you can play
Sheldrake won't buy this story
He likes trash with fairy lights
Jesus, think of the effort
Trying to get him to heighten his sights

Every movie's a circus
Can't we discuss this
Schwab's Thursday night?
What for?
Nothing will happen
I gotta go now
Fight the good fight

What's the rush?
See those gorillas?
Yes, what about them?
Do me a terrific favor
Keep them amused while I escape
If you're at Schwab's on Thursday
Done

Look, those guys are after my car
If I lose that in this town, it's like having my legs cut off
Let's duck into the sound stage
Hey, come on, Gillis, give us the keys
Please be quiet, Mr. DeMille is shooting right over there
So what?
He's working on "Samson and Delilah"
Ooh, they're doing a red-hot scene with Hedy Lamar
You wannna stay and watch?
No, relax, we got five minutes