Twilight Cinema

Emely's watching television every night and day
Waiting for someone to save her from herself
The modern twilight cinema
There's biscuits in the basket, laughers, uppers downers
Epitaphs and pornographic literature
Munch consume the Ethernet in baby clothes
In scarlet woods of cinnamon
Wake up it's a brand new day, this (?) buffet

Wake up little Emely, the dimple key is stuck inside the door
There's something going on in room 11
There's no answer on the other side, hey janitor
Listen, the projector is an over drive
We've got a twilight cinema
Count the bats in the trees
Swirling bees in the breeze
Operation: Beverly (?) and burlesque

Cammy colors of green from a vending machine
Amplifiers and tainted little melodies
Memories
Cinema, she's in the twilight cinema
Cinema, she's in the twilight cinema
Since you've been gone I've been looking for a girlfriend
Who looks just like Norma Shearer in
The Barretts of Wimpole Street from 1934
Since you've been gone I've been looking for a girlfriend
Who looks just like Mary Pickford in (?) when she was playing (?)

With her (?)
Am I crazy?
Is it me or is everybody crazy?
In this house we are one big happy family
Emely, talking to a radio
Playing songs that no one wants to hear
Emely, standing on the padeo
Longing for the applause that disappeared
Cinema, she's in the twilight cinema
Cinema, she's in the twilight cinema

It's full of melancholic friends
The temporary ones
The people sitting next to you, they vanish in the haste without a sound
(Cinema, you're in the twilight cinema)
Ice cream for everybody, squeeze for the boys and girls
Happy-time is my ventory (?), put on your diamonds and pearls
Whoppers for the perverted, and masochistic play
Welcome, I've got some tea cup, hope you'll enjoy the stay
Suddenly, oh suddenly this house is filled with memories of