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Well I went to see a movie

In the middle of the day

Way out where nobody knew me

Coz I called off sick with pay

At the spark of the projector

In the dark I sat me down

Me and three other defectors

To the truant side of town



Old stars and screens

Fall by the way

Meet me in between dreams

At the midlife matinee



Far in front sat a fat man

Who kept one foot in the aisle

Fingering the ring on his hand

Like it was a broken dial

In the golden Hollywood glow

The hero humped his trophy wife

As the fat man pressed a photo

To his bosom like a knife



(Repeat Chorus)



And a girl, all of fifteen

In the back, dressed in black

Staring straight through the big screen

To some private movie track

In a hot, blazing showdown

The hero shot his enemies

As the girl tugged her blouse down

Over kicking memories



(Repeat Chorus)



But the man in the middle

Was the most out of place

Reading fate like a riddle

In each suffering face

As the hero saved the nation

Curbed inflation, struck it rich

This man lost his religion

In a two thousand year old ditch.



(Repeat Chorus)

Well I went to see a movie

In the middle of the day

Way out where nobody knew me

Coz I called off sick with pay

At the spark of the projector

In the dark I sat me down

Me and three other defectors

To the truant side of town



Old stars and screens

Fall by the way

Meet me in between dreams

At the midlife matinee



Far in front sat a fat man

Who kept one foot in the aisle

Fingering the ring on his hand

Like it was a broken dial

In the golden Hollywood glow

The hero humped his trophy wife

As the fat man pressed a photo

To his bosom like a knife



(Repeat Chorus)



And a girl, all of fifteen

In the back, dressed in black

Staring straight through the big screen

To some private movie track

In a hot, blazing showdown

The hero shot his enemies

As the girl tugged her blouse down

Over kicking memories



(Repeat Chorus)



But the man in the middle

Was the most out of place

Reading fate like a riddle

In each suffering face

As the hero saved the nation

Curbed inflation, struck it rich

This man lost his religion

In a two thousand year old ditch.



(Repeat Chorus)

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