Songwriter: Rupert Holmes
Producer: Jeffrey Lesser
I am a studio musician
We've never met, but you know me well
I am the English horn that played the poignant counter-line
Upon the song you heard while making love in some hotel
I am a part of you, I've never tried for fame
You'll never know my name
I am the strings that enter softly
Or three guitars that glitter gold
I am the thousand trumpet lines that were an afterthought
Intended as a way to get a dying record sold
I never ride the road, I never play around
I play what they set down
I'm a working musician, pulling my five a week
I'm the voice through which empty men try to speak
A studio musician
Blowing the chance I seek
And when the woodwind cushion rises
I start to dream with the low brass bed
And I reject the riffs and Hendrix licks they've paid me for
That I've played before
Instead, they want what I hear in my head
But I awake to horns, the drummer calls to me
"We're up to Letter D!"
I'm a man of the moment, pop is my stock-in-trade
Singles, jingles, and demos conveniently made
A studio musician
Whose music will die unplayed
We've never met, but you know me well
I am the English horn that played the poignant counter-line
Upon the song you heard while making love in some hotel
I am a part of you, I've never tried for fame
You'll never know my name
I am the strings that enter softly
Or three guitars that glitter gold
I am the thousand trumpet lines that were an afterthought
Intended as a way to get a dying record sold
I never ride the road, I never play around
I play what they set down
I'm a working musician, pulling my five a week
I'm the voice through which empty men try to speak
A studio musician
Blowing the chance I seek
And when the woodwind cushion rises
I start to dream with the low brass bed
And I reject the riffs and Hendrix licks they've paid me for
That I've played before
Instead, they want what I hear in my head
But I awake to horns, the drummer calls to me
"We're up to Letter D!"
I'm a man of the moment, pop is my stock-in-trade
Singles, jingles, and demos conveniently made
A studio musician
Whose music will die unplayed
more tracks from the album
Songs That Sound Like Movies: The Complete Epic Recordings
- I Don’t Want to Hold Your Hand
- Rifles and Rum
- Studio Musician
- The Man Behind the Woman
- The Place Where Failure Goes
- Who, What, When, Where, Why
- I Don’t Want to Get Over You
- You Make Me Real
- Aw Shucks
- The Last of the Romantics
- For Beginners Only
- Philly
- Queen Bee
- Love Out of Time
- Lullaby for Myself
- Magic Trick
- Deco Lady
- You Burned Yourself Out
- Too Scared to Sing
- Singles
- Widescreen
- Touch and Go
- Terminal
- Weekend Lover
- Bagdad
- Annabella
- Soap Opera
- Brass Knuckles
- Our National Pastime
- Everything Gets Better When You’re Drunk
- Second Saxophone
- Phantom of the Opera
- Letters That Cross in the Mail
- Talk
- The One of Us (Demo for A Star Is Born)
From the albums
Rupert Holmes popular songs
- Escape (The Piña Colada Song)
- Terminal
- Nearsighted
- The Mask
- Loved by the One You Love
- Blackjack
- Adventure
- The People That You Never Get to Love
- In You I Trust
- Weekend Lover
- Bagdad
- The O’Brien Girl
- Him (single edit)
- Annabella
- Special Thanks
- Cold
- Soap Opera
- Let’s Get Crazy Tonight
- Him
- Less Is More
- Drop It
- I Don’t Want to Hold Your Hand
- Perfect
- Crowd Pleaser