Spoonfull - Video Stores lyrics

[Verse 1] Pain in the feet Both, surrounded by stilts Printed on the banners on the walls Walls - grease stained, dark yellow tint Holding up the part that the heart wasn't in Like, heart - pumping out the blood or whatever the symbol is for love Or something kind of similar Blood, plasma, platelets sold on the notion that it's warm but it sounds so goddamn cold A man just walked in the door and blew his smoke out into the lobby Inconsiderate a**hole, doesn't that cat know the studies on second-hand smoke I work with a guy that wouldn't hurt a fly, but he vents with threats when the customer's gone My, oh my, what a change from back in the day when tickets were only a couple bucks [Hook] You don't wanna see a show today That new flick is a protégé It's the same movie as the last one that was made about the one that came before that So point your eyes up and let them dive in to the sky Save your nine bucks and twenty-five cents Like, "Hi, your movie's through those first set of doors" Whatever happened to the video stores? [Verse 2] When I rock a peace sign, it's not a gimmick or a fraud It's a personal goal that I never may achieve Sippy cup and s**er, little hippy motherf**er Give me a Coke and support the troops, Bob Dylan Support - the reason this building is falling down A reason for the silence And in my case, a reason for the sound of the ballpoint scratching on the surface of that tree that I made them cut down Pain - both feet sitting on a stool in the box office on a partly cloudy Sunday night I wonder why the weather channel says it's partly cloudy when it's nighttime and you can't see a goddamn sight Maybe it's just part of the job and they don't question it As long as that check gets in and food is on the plate Food - I wonder if Jesus would've asked to make that soda extra large for just fifty cents more [Hook] [Verse 3] Whoever let that cat out of the bag is solely responsible for everything I have Everything I lost, and everything I gained that turned love to happiness and happiness to pain Pain - for the broken hearts in line at the concession stand Wearing second hands so that their kids can have a drink Sitting on the outside looking in, I guess there's maybe something I can learn from those yellow stained walls Corporation hands high, human being pro, so I'm sorry in advance if it's hard to see me go Humans, bones, emotions, goals and the sh** we try to make up to fill in all the holes You are just a building, you must make a k**ing I must make enough to write about it in my home You are just a movie, consider the source and call it twenty-one guns for the video stores, it's like that [Alternate Hook] You don't wanna see a show today That new flick is a protégé It's the same movie as the last one that was made about the one that came before that So point your eyes up and let them dive in to the sky Save your nine bucks and twenty-five cents Like, "Hi, your movie's through those first set of doors" Whatever happened to the Beatles, huh?