Из альбома: Stellar Motel
Upstarted, full hearted, flashed in flight like a Houstonite
Get carded, seas parted, crash your kite like a Trotskyite
Unsated, placated, tote your knife to the afterlife.
Dilated, ill fated, too uptight, chew on anthracite.
Let's go to the movies.
Let’s go, let’s go to the movies.
Let's go to the movies.
Let's go to the motherfucking movies.
Let's go to the movies.
Let’s go, let’s go, let’s go to the movies.
Let's go to the movies.
Let's go to the motherfucking movies.
Why you’re on your own.
Why you’re on, you’re on your own.
On your own.
Why you’re on your own.
Why you’re on your own.
Why you’re on, you’re on your own.
On your own.
On your own.
Cold reeling, sweet feeling, leonine and the sparkling wine.
Wax laxed, retract-sed, clap your jaw like the hope bourgeois.
Red rusted, omni-bused, crack your spin on the Ledra line.
Weird laughter, pine rafter, fax your gaff to the general staff.
Let's go to the movies.
Let’s go, let’s go to the movies.
Let's go to the movies.
Let's go to the motherfucking movies.
Let's go to the movies.
Let’s go, let’s go, let’s go to the movies.
Let's go to the movies.
Let's go to the motherfucking movies.
Why you’re on your own.
Why you’re on, you’re on your own.
On your own.
Why you’re on your own.
Why you’re on your own.
Why you’re on, you’re on your own.
On your own.
On your own.
Let's go to the movies.
Let’s go, let’s go to the movies.
Let's go to the movies.
Let's go to the motherfucking movies.
Let's go to the movies.
Let’s go, let’s go, let’s go to the movies.
Let's go to the movies.
Let's go to the motherfucking movies.
Why you’re on your own.
Why you’re on, you’re on your own.
On your own.
Why you’re on your own.
Why you’re on your own.
Why you’re on, you’re on your own.
On your own.
On your own.
(Dank an Jeff Rooks für den Text)