Popcorn Machine Lyrics

I post up by the popcorn machine

Watching all the patrons take their seats

I've already seen this movie

Now I'm here to bootleg the best scenes

When on her way in, could it be

My future bride-to-be, casually

And what was she, but beautiful

In every single way

And what was I, but skeptical of all she had to say

Oh, what a paradise it seems to me

To find this ideal mate

But studies show we stake our bliss on merging funds to procreate

Rip my ticket up and find me

Cowering behind the old standees

Convinced that in due time we'll all be

Copies of copies of copies

I check the sole of my shoe for a butterfly

And ask myself if my truth is my double's lie

'Cause what is he, but useful to replace me when I die

'Cause all my friends, they tell me I look just like this guy and that guy

I rest my case: It doesn't matter as to whom or how or why

The only certainty, I think, is "If", and anyway, goodnight

Let's all go to the lobby

Let's all go to the lobby

Let's all go to the lobby to get ourselves

Let's all go to the lobby

Let's all go to the lobby

Let's all go to the lobby to get ourselves