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Fix the overheads the glare's become too much at lastHave somebody try to boost morale amongst the castThermoses of coffee in the frozen dawnBlow a fuse and spend an hour just trying to get the power back onSpace heater starves it out againSomething's gotta giveOblivion's been calling since it found out where I liveTry to grab another take before the night descendsBlocking's pretty good but there's a gate-hair on the lensAnd the script girl's wandered off so we improvised the plotLousy continuity, the coats won't match from shot to shotLight meter's broken down againSoundtrack doesn't syncAnnihilation pouring since it found out where I drinkRed-eye back to Belgrade with the footage we can saveEnd up with one can because the baggage claim's an unmarked graveHold off the backers, put a notice in the pressOblivion's been knocking since I gave it my address Aus Songtexte Mania