He was the finest actor of his generation He sure fooled me
He was the finest actorâ ofâ his generation Left allâ his stand-ins behind in the dustâ at Penn Station
He sure fooled me
He moved like De Niro and talked like Oâtoole Inside I was scared but he made me feel cool He smelled of tobacco guilt, and red wine And sooner or later the guilt it was mine
He played to the camera instead of with me Said âhoney donât pin your hopes on a ship lost at seaâ He couldâve been Burton, Harris or Dean They couldâve been moments but they were just scenes