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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 godd-mn cold
a man just walked in the door and blew his smoke out into the lobby
inconsiderate -ssh0l-, 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 fl!ck 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 sucker, little hippy motherf-cker
give me a c0ke 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 godd-mn 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-t we try to make up to fill in all the holes
you are just a building, you must make a k!lling
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 fl!ck 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?

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