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STAR: |
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I am the image maker. I am the magic |
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maker. I can turn the most ordinary |
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man in the world into a star. To prove |
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my point I am going to find the most |
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mundane little man and turn him into |
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celebrity. Hmm! This looks like a |
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suitably uninteresting house. I wonder |
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if there's anybody here with enough |
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star quality? |
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He presses the doorbell. |
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STAR: |
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Hello. What's your name? |
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WIFE: |
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Andrea. |
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STAR: |
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Oh, that's a nice name. What's your |
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husband's name? |
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WIFE: |
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Norman. |
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STAR: |
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His name's Norman. That sounds |
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ordinary enough. I would like you to |
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join in a unique experiment with me. |
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I am going to take Norman's place for |
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a few days. I 'm going to research his |
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ordinary dull little existence. |
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WIFE: |
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Oh you can't come in now! The place |
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is in a terrible mess! |
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STAR: |
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That doesn't matter. I want you to act |
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normally. I want you to treat me as if I |
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were Norman. I am going to sacrifice |
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my normal flamboyant life style and |
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become ordinary, boring little Norman |
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for a few days. |
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Ordinary People |
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It's like another world, being here with you, |
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It's quite a trip for me, so this is reality. |
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I'm studying every movement, I'm trying to learn the part, |
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Now I want you to be natural, just relax and be as you are, |
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'Cos it's all for art, I want to observe the ordinary people |
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Tomorrow I shall become Norman, |
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I shall go to his office, |
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Mix with his workmates. |
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And if they ask any questions |
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I shall say I'm doing research for one of my songs. |
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Nomand and I are changing places |
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And I'm going to make him a star, |
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So I'm throwing away my stage suit and I'm packing away my guitar, |
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For the sake of art I'm gonna mix with the ordinary people. |
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Star: |
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God these pyjamas are awful! |
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Wife: |
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Awful? Well all I can say is my Norman wears them every night. |
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Star: |
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Alright, no sacrifice is too great for art! |
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The things I've done for music, |
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The things I've done for art. |
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So I'll make these sacrifices and I'll take it like a star |
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For the sake of art I will mix with the ordinary people. |
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Star: |
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You'd better come to bed darling. |
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Wife: |
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Coming! You'll never get up for work in the morning. |
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I'm making observations, and character simulations. |
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I'll mix with his friends and relations, |
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And he'll be a part of me. |
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Chorus |
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He's changing places with Norman, |
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To get background for his songs. |
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I'm immortalising his life |
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And I'll even sleep with his wife, |
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For the sake of art I'll go to bed like the ordinary people. |
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Turn out the light. |
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Turn out the light. |
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The Star exchanges his silver stage |
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suit for Norman's pin stripe suit, |
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umbrella and briefcase. He forsakes |
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his customary brandy and cigars and |
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settles for a cup of hot chocolate before |
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going to bed. |
