Screenwriter's School

Now I’ve been feeling panicked
Still life on spinning planets
I met this girl and she’s a dancer
She said «Hit me one more time»
Some student took a picture
Some lovers in the gutter
It was praised by our instructors
Something tender in the dirt
And we all went back to work
It’s been hard to discern
What’s a dream and what’s true
There’s an officer down
At the screenwriters school
We got these books about film
We take these photos of food
There’s an officer down
At the screenwriters school
Now I’ve been to dark parties
Went there with bright people
There was cameras on the carpets
Video interviews
The waiting room, some magazines
French retreats, Italian jeans
My fingernails have fallen off
But I keep flipping through
It’s been hard to discern
What’s a dream and what’s true
There’s an officer down
At the screenwriters school
We got these books about film
We take these photos of food
There’s an officer down
At the screenwriters school
The wheelchairs in the windows
A room with a view
There’s an officer down
At the screenwriters school
In The Name Of The Father
Anatomy of a Murder
Dog Day Afternoon
I came here to make movies
Not to shoot something blue
There’s an officer down
At the screenwriters school
There’s an officer down