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