Ooh baby I hear you spend night time
Wrapped like candy in a blue blue neon glow
Fade away and radiate
Ooh baby watchful lines
Vibrate soft in brainwave time
Silver pictures move so slow
Golden tubes faintly glow
Electric faces seem to merge
Hidden voices mock your words
The beams become my dream
My dream is on the screen
Dusty frames that still arrive die in 1955