Noises

T.C. Folkpunk

His Comfy Casting Couch

02:21
from the album "...every cloud has a sulphur lining..."
(T.Cameron)

Lyrics

The rule of popularity is this: a contract sealed ain't sealed with with just a kiss,

And if you think it's a disgrace, they're lining up to take your place,

Careers can be sunk with no trace,

  So make yourself comfy on, his comfy casting couch,

 

Now you've done the dirty for your break, attraction not the only thing you fake,

Well welcome to glamourous life, and don't breathe a word to his wife,

He's had enough marital strife,

  So make yourself comfy on, his comfy casting couch

   

    He makes a killing the way he makes a living,

    You never knew this business was so giving

 

Bite your tongue and bite the bullet too, cushioning the blow would spoil the view,

A lazy boy becomes a man, your future is held in your hands,

The finger of fate makes demands,

  So make yourself comfy on, his comfy casting couch.