Silver Screen Lyrics

-- Bill Payne, Paul Barrere, Fred Tackett 

Every night she sits there TV blasting in her face 
People runnin' runnin' to and fro, it's such a frantic pace 
But in her hand she's got control, remote as that may seem 
A certifiable obsession a broadcast malady 
When all is said and done she's in love with the silver screen 
With the silver screen 
  
Video tape movies where she cashes in her dreams 
Ghostly illuminations how they brighten up her scene 
Her perception of reception is her lone reality 
What to eat and what to wear she edits out without a care 
The rest falls through the cracks, an unconscious stream 
When all is said and done she's in love with the silver screen 
With the silver screen 
  
In a city full of wishes that she shut out long ago 
If wishes were a penny we all know which way she'd go 
Gvien choice 'tween perfect health and peace throughout the world 
Apocalypse utopia or space not explored 
When all is said and done she's in love with the silver screen