End of the Movie

Two, three, four

People you love

Will turn their backs on you

You'll lose your hair, your teeth

Your knife will fall out of its 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

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