Peter Hammill
Film Noir
[Instrumental Intro]

[Verse 1]
He casts himself as an adventurer
All foot on floor and hell for leather;
She never told him what he meant to her –
Perhaps that's for the better
She's never clearly seen dividing lines
Between real life and parts she's chosen
Confuses character and rising sign
Sex and emotion

[Verse 2]
She waits in the caravan
At the side of the set
For the scene with her leading man
That he'll not forget...
That he'll not forget...
Oh, that he'll not forget...

[Pre-Chorus]
Things get crazy on location
And they had their little swing;
Only yesterday he told her
That it didn't mean a thing
[Chorus]
She's in love with the hero of the movie
But she's lost herself on some dark trip;
She's in love with being in the movie
Call for action!
This is it: the method actress and the shooting script

[Instrumental]

[Verse 3]
So she waits in the caravan
For the film's final scene
Her love/hate for the action man
Will fill the silver screen...
Will fill the silver screen...
Will part the silver screen...

[Pre-Chorus]
On the dresser is the pistol
In the chamber are the blanks
In her pocket are the bullets
With his name upon the shanks

[Chorus]
She's in love with the hero of the movie
But she's lost herself on some dark trip;
She's in love with being in the movie
Call for action!
This is it: the method actress and the shooting script
[Guitar Solo/Pre-Chorus]
The method actress
The method actress
The method actress (And the shooting script)
The method actress (And the shooting script)
The method actress (And the shooting script)
The method actress (And the shooting script)
The method actress (And the shooting script)

[Chorus]
She's in love with the hero of the movie
But she's lost herself on some dark trip;
She's in love with being in the movie
Call for action!
This is it: the method actress and the hit