People you love will turn their backs on you,
You´ll lose your hair, Your teeth,
Your knife will fall out of it´s sheath,
But you still don´t like to leave before the end of the movie.

People you hate will get their hooks into you,
They´ll pull you down, You´ll frown,
They´ll tar you and drag you through town,
But you still don´t like to leave before the end of the movie,
No, You still don´t like to leave before the end of the show.