Lyrics to Eli Wallach
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I've only known you for 10 minutes but I'd prefer you didn't die just yet

You're on a horse, your hands are tied and there's a rope around your neck



One of them's good, the other ones bad and you're no oil painting

But you play the part of the holy rouge

Dance along like the desert's your stage

Your soul possessed by the ghost of Stanislavski



Eli Wallach



Through his silver tooth, before he shoots he speaks their epitaph

Loose scripts and unsynced lips and he still makes us laugh

Like when he wears his gun while he's in the bath



Disbeliever: But for all of your laughter, you're going crazy like some guy like he's your zen master...

Darren: I know



But inspiration's rare as gold, hidden in an unmarked grave

You find a hero where you least expect it

Mine's been in over 50 films



And I'd have thought by now

Somebody would have written a book about him
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