Superchunk - Marquee lyrics

Sneakin' into the balcony Velvet curtains on the walls Well I might jump or I might fall I am not decided Stare into your selfish? screen Film is melting happily Brown is turning into gold I'm falling through these holes Gracefully You hit your mark While acting is naive The arc of lights Above your head Is not to be believed Oh your marquee! Your marquee! And your publicist was great She got me this date And although I can't complain I do not like champagne You love the trading cards of fame And what rhymes with insane? And I lie about the champagne Yeah I lie about it Gracefully You hit your mark While acting is naive The arc of lights Above your head Is not to be believed Oh your marquee! Your marquee! Will I see you in the parking lot? Can I see you in the parking lot? Will I see you in the parking lot?