Salome

salome - various artists
various artists
sunset blvd. cd 1
salome
norma:salome, what a woman, what a part!
innocent body and a sinful heart,
inflaming herod's lust,
but secretly loving a holy man.
nobody could play her like i can.
joe:well, i had nothing urgent coming up,
i thought i might as well skim it.
it's fun to see how bad bad writing can be,
this promised to go to the limit.
norma:there's so many great scenes, i can't wait.
a boiling cauldron of love and hate.
she toys with herod
till he's putty in her hands
he reels tormented through the
desert sands
joe:it sure was a real cheery set-up
the wind breezing through that organ
max shuffling around and a dead ape
dumped on a shelf
and her staring like a gorgon
norma:they drag the baptist up from the jails
she dances the dance of the seven veils.
herod says: i'll give you anything.
joe:now it was time for some comedy relief
the guy with the baby casket.
must have seen a thing or two, that chimp,
shame it was to late to ask it
norma:have you got to the scene where she
asks for his head?
if she can't have him living, she'll
take him dead.
they bring in his head on a silver tray.
she kisses his mouth. it's a great
screenplay!
joe:it got to be eleven, i was feeling ill
what the hell was i doing?
melodrama and sweet champagne
and a garbled plot from a scrambled brain;
but i had my one plot brewing.
just how old is salome?
norma:sixteen.
joe:could be it's a little long
maybe the opening's wrong
but it's extremely good for a beginner.
norma:no, it's a perfect start,
i wrote that with my heart
the riverbank, the baptist, and the sinner.
joe:shouldn't there be some dialogue?
norma:i can say anything i want with my eyes.
joe:it could use a few cuts.
norma:i will not have it butchered!
joe:i'm not talking limb from limb,
i just mean a little trim
all you need is someone who can edit.
norma:i want someone with a knack
not just any studio hack
and don't think for a minute i'll share
credit!