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Special Efx

Special Efx

Fantasy drama horror action

its not real 

its the sense of imagination

escaping with fascination

Its me with that pretty woman

lounging at the bar 

sipping martinis

shaken and not stirred 

with scripted lyrics

designed as the ultimate chat up line

to entice 

your place or mine

we lie there smooching

she licking sweat from my cheek

as l reach a peak

thanking god for this day of the week

she gets messy and freaks 

outcomes a green eyed monster

her lizard hand grasping my gun 

what genre is she from 

horror or Sci fi I'm gripped with fear

thinking this is it the end is near

but not for a star agent Mr Smith 

theres a get out clause somewhere 

I'm not the bud that dies early on 

I'm contracted as a hero

blue eyed and blonde 

here I come with my hidden gun 

I poke her in the eye 

she starts spitting lyrics you motherxxxxxx 

look what you've done 

don't be a drama queen dear 

your just playing a part as a classy tart 

with that she starts shooting live ammunition 

I lean back like in the matrix flicks 

bullets are missing 

talk about escapologist 

I'm down with the action

I jump from a window fifty floors up

still dodging shots 

rolling in the sky firing back 

got her right between the third eye 

she flops I hit the props

and land running as my enemies materialise  as police gangsters zombies and aliens 

all gunning for me 

one against a thousand

the odds are stacked high 

but they keep on missing hitting pie in the sky 

as on lookers clench their teeth 

seats and buttock jaws

hooked to the screen non takes a pause 

to buy overpriced popcorn fluffing up 

no fluffing lines 

we can do a retake twenty times

its all apart of the art we're all taken in 

mesmerised by the perfect scene

god like images worshipped on screen

I am the one bring it on 

yeah though my enemies encamp against me my kung fu skills will defend me

I can run faster than a speeding train hit me where it hurts in the groin I feel no pain 

I am an s.a.s movie assassin licences to thrill l think you get the picture its all in the mind

snap out of it children don't try this at home 

its not for real its a dream a fantasy escapism

from the world of realism 

don't let the matrix get you locked in switch on your cameras and keep filming.

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