Song | Like a Shot, The Entertainer |
Artist | Peter Hammill |
Album | Fix on the Mix |
Like a shot from the barrel of a smoking gun he's not, | |
still he aims for adoration. | |
On the spot where the kettle has been called black by the pot | |
he awaits his true vocation. | |
You're so hot, eggs are frying where you walk upon the street, | |
what you got is the secret that he'd trade his soul to keep. | |
Like a shot he will tell you all his stories – | |
is that what entertains the entertainer? | |
Like a shot of the elixir of youth your trade in stock, | |
both a curse and a protection; | |
like a shot, in like Flynn, he'll tie his tongue up in a knot | |
to profess his true affection. | |
You're so hot, eggs are frying where you walk upon the street; | |
you're so hot that he turns to tango every time you meet. | |
Like a shot he'll be thrown upon your mercy – | |
is that what entertains the entertainer? | |
Entertain the entertainer, | |
entertain the entertainer… | |
Like a shot, like a paparazzo picture gone to pot | |
his decay bears no reversal; | |
on the rocks he will take his medicine straight | |
but this is not, I repeat not, dress rehearsal. | |
You're so hot, eggs are frying where you walk upon the street; | |
X the spot where he hopes he'll always fall upon his feet. | |
What a shock when he stumbles in the spotlight – | |
is that what entertains the entertainer? | |
Let's talk about something else; | |
let's talk about us; | |
let's talk about egocentricity; | |
let's talk about keeping it up. | |
You're so hot, eggs are frying where you walk upon the street; | |
what you got is the secret that he'd trade his soul to keep. | |
Like a shot he'll regale you with his stories – | |
is that what entertains the entertainer? | |
Like a shot he'll be thrown upon your mercy – | |
is that what entertains the entertainer? | |
What a shock when he stumbles in the spotlight – | |
is that what entertains the entertainer? | |
Let's talk about something else; | |
let's talk about us; | |
let's talk about egocentricity; | |
let's talk about keeping it up. |
Like a shot from the barrel of a smoking gun he' s not, | |
still he aims for adoration. | |
On the spot where the kettle has been called black by the pot | |
he awaits his true vocation. | |
You' re so hot, eggs are frying where you walk upon the street, | |
what you got is the secret that he' d trade his soul to keep. | |
Like a shot he will tell you all his stories | |
is that what entertains the entertainer? | |
Like a shot of the elixir of youth your trade in stock, | |
both a curse and a protection | |
like a shot, in like Flynn, he' ll tie his tongue up in a knot | |
to profess his true affection. | |
You' re so hot, eggs are frying where you walk upon the street | |
you' re so hot that he turns to tango every time you meet. | |
Like a shot he' ll be thrown upon your mercy | |
is that what entertains the entertainer? | |
Entertain the entertainer, | |
entertain the entertainer | |
Like a shot, like a paparazzo picture gone to pot | |
his decay bears no reversal | |
on the rocks he will take his medicine straight | |
but this is not, I repeat not, dress rehearsal. | |
You' re so hot, eggs are frying where you walk upon the street | |
X the spot where he hopes he' ll always fall upon his feet. | |
What a shock when he stumbles in the spotlight | |
is that what entertains the entertainer? | |
Let' s talk about something else | |
let' s talk about us | |
let' s talk about egocentricity | |
let' s talk about keeping it up. | |
You' re so hot, eggs are frying where you walk upon the street | |
what you got is the secret that he' d trade his soul to keep. | |
Like a shot he' ll regale you with his stories | |
is that what entertains the entertainer? | |
Like a shot he' ll be thrown upon your mercy | |
is that what entertains the entertainer? | |
What a shock when he stumbles in the spotlight | |
is that what entertains the entertainer? | |
Let' s talk about something else | |
let' s talk about us | |
let' s talk about egocentricity | |
let' s talk about keeping it up. |