The Actor Lyrics by alt-J
Bricked up a kilo, panelled down in the back door
All the while, I’m riding to auditions I’m not getting
Why do I keep on returning to you?
All-American jawlines, one room going over same lines
Grind the script like teeth
Why do I keep on returning to you, cocaine?
Cocaine
Swarm of TV cameras click and stumble at the Chateau
Later I hear John’s body got carried out
‘Ice cream’ was the codeword told to me by a cold man
These nice hotels, gotta know your clientele
Why do I keep on returning to you?
(Cocaine) Cocaine
(Cocaine) Cocaine
Why do I keep on returning to you? (Gimme some ice cream
Give it to me now, mama, now)
Oh, I’m in the deepest end of an empty pool
(He’s never gonna make it
He’s never gonna make it in L.A.)
Oh, I’m in the deepest end of an empty pool
Cocaine
Cocaine
I’m in the deepest end of an empty pool
(He’s never gonna make it
He’s never gonna make it in L.A.)
I’m in the deepest end of an empty pool
(He’s never gonna make it)
Cocaine
(He’s never gonna make it)
Cocaine