Silver Screen Sin

Glamorous city, no, that’s the lie people see,

More like a garbage pit in need of a tree,

Lost souls flock here for validation,

So many at a time we can’t find the station

Greed takes over and they soon sell out,

Hold back their money and they shout,

Birthplace of sin on the silver screen,

Puppets on the devils string

Come to model and get painted?

Too bad you’ll do anything even if it’s tainted,

Nobody cares about your home life,

Unless you’re found cheating on your wife

Before you know it you’re old and used up,

Now you direct the upcoming pup,

The new generation brought a disciple,

Now you can continue the evil cycle