Little Feat - Silver Screen Lyrics
Bill Payne, Paul Barrere, Fred TackettEvery night she sits there TV blasting in her facePeople runnin' runnin' to and fro, it's such a frantic paceBut in her hand she's got control, remote as that may seemA certifiable obsession a broadcast maladyWhen all is said and done she's in love with the silver screenWith the silver screen Video tape movies where she cashes in her dreamsGhostly illuminations how they brighten up her sceneHer perception of reception is her lone realityWhat to eat and what to wear she edits out without a careThe rest falls through the cracks, an unconscious streamWhen all is said and done she's in love with the silver screenWith the silver screen In a city full of wishes that she shut out long agoIf wishes were a penny we all know which way she'd goGvien choice 'tween perfect health and peace throughout the worldApocalypse utopia or space not exploredWhen all is said and done she's in love with the silver screen
