Movie of the Weak At Heart

Crash land on the boulevard and suddenly there's no backyard
It's bleak baby

But here's the chance to play the bard of broken dreams hit bottom hard then peek, baby

It's time to clutch the stupid pants without so much as the slightest chance of looking like a freak

In a movie of the weak at heart start me

I frequented the cool cafe till the process kind of got in my way
They were steep, baby

The patrons must've wrote the book on that strangely well-scrubbed fucked up look
It'll give you the creeps, baby

The Dodge Darts and the Volvos rev while the Kmart cappuccino's from 7-Eleven is talkin' movie deals with a shrink

And my movie of the weak at heart start me

The schoolyard mother's smiling cool at monkey from the local zoo, it's weird baby

The paid-up homes, the minivans, the tiny souls, the great big plans
It's everything you feared, baby

What a talk of something else besides this one's grades and that one's health, and play-dates by creek

And my movie of the weak at heart start me

Here's the instrumental one, cause we ain't got the lyrics yet
I hope you get this vocal sound when we come back to this part
Well yeah, baby
You can always have Paul Lacks play a solo
*Stew imitates a trumpet while dogs bark*
*Stew laughing*

Twilight lumbers, traffic drums, one love, goes another comes at eight, or nine, or ten
While some I know feel love's anointing, cause it might freeze their fate
Me, I can't wait mine again

Smiling through the steel back screen is the sweetest soul I've ever seen
It's good she doesn't reek
That silver lake mystique

In this movie of the weak at heart start me