As Though It Were a Movie - Peter Sarstedt

He lived his life

As though it was a movie

Humphrey Bogart

Was his god

He’d become the book

That he was reading

He locked his mind in

Fantasy

He lived his life

As though it was a movie

Humphrey Bogart

Was his god

He’d become the book

That he was reading

Locked his mind in

Fantasy

But he never complained

When it started to rain

He just waited for the pennies from heaven

He would hold out his hand

In a, gesture so grand

Everybody wondered what he’s been given

Yes they did

To live his life and dream

Was all he wanted

And his name was Solitaire, yeah

He never felt one of the crowded nation

And if he’s insane

What am I

Wander down a corridor

Carpeted from wall to wall

Jump into a swimming pool

And watch your mind swim

Living is a tragedy

Though it doesn’t mean to be

Whaddya think your mother is

And what is she for, heh

He lived his life

As though it was a movie

Humphrey Bogart

Was his god

He’d become every book

That he was a reading

Locked his mind in

Fantasy, yes, yes

Trouble

Trouble

Trouble

Trouble

Trouble