Written by: Neil Young
Year: 1976
Era: Solo
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[1976 version] [there are slight variations in the 3rd & 4th verses from show to show] Day and night we walk these aisles In the same old movie show And look for someone to feel/hold for a while There's matinees on Saturdays When we sit in the velvet chairs Popcorn boxes flying through the air Sad movies that make you cry Bad movies that make you wonder why You ever came Do something to me Don't make me wait Stab something through me Don't cut out the good things I appreciate Day and night we walk these aisles In the same old movie show And look for someone to feel for a while The light's go on, the movie's gone And the manager's up there He says he doesn't care If we take our money back Sad movies that make you cry Bad movies make you wonder why You ever came Do something to me Don't make me wait Stab something through me Don't cut out the good things I appreciate [2007/2008 version] Day and night we walk these aisles In the same old movie show And look for someone to hold for a while There's matinees on Saturdays When we sit in the velvet chairs Popcorn boxes flying through the air Sad movies that make you cry Bad movies that make you wonder why You ever came Do something to me Don't make me wait Stab something through me Don't cut out the good things I appreciate [October 2007 3rd verse] Night and day we walk these aisles In the same old movie show And look for someone to feel for a while The light's come on, the movie's gone And the manager's up there He says he doesn't care If we take our money back [November 2007 - 2008 3rd verse] Black and white the exit lights Up in the balcony Looking for someone to hold/feel/squeeze for a while The light's come on, the movie's gone And the manager's up there He says he doesn't care If we take our money back Sad movies that make you cry Bad movies that make you wonder why You ever came Do something to me Don't make me wait Stab something through me Don't cut out the good things I appreciate

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