Silent Movies

So long, to silent movies To quiet dances on a screen So long, to burning slowly Smelling sweat and kerosene And all the actors on the stage are rolling cigarettes And whispering so low Call my parents up, tell 'em I'm not coming home So long, to silent movies To waking early, staying late I think I'll head on down to Reno Try my hand at real-estate And I'll fix up a Cadillac and find a girl who likes to dance so slow Call my parents up, tell 'em I'm already home But I swear I've seen my share of black and white And I swear this screen, it never tells the story right So long, to silent movies And all the talking in between Cleaning dust off of the press-box To fixing broken tape machines Wasn't much of an actor, was I? I ain't much of anything at all But I can't see those marquee lights That are hanging on the wall But I swear I've seen my share of black and white And I swear this screen, it never tells the story right So I ain't ever gonna talk again I ain't ever gonna talk again No, no, oh I ain't ever gonna talk again I ain't ever gonna talk again No, no, oh I ain't ever gonna talk again I ain't ever gonna talk again No, no, oh I ain't ever gonna talk again I ain't ever gonna talk again No, no, oh I ain't ever gonna talk, talk I ain't ever gonna talk, talk I ain't ever gonna talk, talk I ain't ever gonna talk, talk I ain't ever gonna talk, talk I ain't ever gonna talk, talk (I ain't ever gonna talk, talk) (I ain't ever gonna talk, talk) (I ain't ever gonna talk, talk) (I ain't ever gonna talk, talk)