Unfair Kind of Fame

Directing movies, you wrote your own scripts You were a boom man and a camera grip You pioneered it, yeah you dug your own graves And built your own crosses Out of cardboard and nails Down to the film set Saucers, spotters and flames All you asked for Was a little acclaim But what they gave you Unfair kind of fame You hired cheap actors But they gave you their best And you stayed proud And you believed in yourself Down to the film set Saucers, plotters and planes You left nothing to chance You learned that from playing chess