Prince of The Dark
The day that they tore the old cinema down
Was the day my world came to an end.
When the bosses decided I’d screened my last reel
And I no longer mattered to them.
But I once was important to the badly dressed wives
And their broken down world-weary men
Who hid from their lives in my Palace of Dreams
From eight until twenty past ten.
(chorus)
But I helped them escape from their world for a moment
I made them forget who they were.
In twenty-four fairytale frames every second
With Garbo and Hedy Lemar
In twenty-four fairytale frames every second
With Garbo and Hedy Lemar.
As the sprockets were driving the film through the gate
And the take-up reel started to whirl
All their worries and cares were erased for a while
By my Hollywood Fairytale worlds
As I tended the twin Bell and Howell projectors
Adjusting the carbon rod arc
In my Kingdom on high over circle and stalls
I ruled as the Prince of the Dark.
(chorus)
The day that they tore the old cinema down
Was the first and the last time I cried.
For the only stars left were the ones in the sky
As my Wonderland withered and died.
But I helped them escape from their world for a moment
I made them forget who they were
In twenty-four fairytale frames every second
With Garbo and Hedy Lemar
In twenty-four fairytale frames every second
With Garbo and Hedy Lemar.