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Tipsy Hipster
02:38
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Tipsy hipster sitting right behind me
What’s so goshdarn funny?
It’s a comedy but not in every scene
Bought my ticket to the movie
And I paid with real money
Guess I get the constant chitter-chatter free
Now I know you think you’re better
Than the film we came together
On the first night of the festival to see
Tipsy hipster, what you think you’re doing?
Tipsy hipster, where’d you think you are?
Maybe next time stay at home and
Hate-watch TikTok on your phone
Cause it’s a theater here
Not a bar
And we all know
Just how cool you are
Are you that surprised by ‘90s styles
You can’t believe your bloodshot eyes
And giggle through a cloud of pricey gin?
If you thought that was a whisper
Bet you think your parents don’t suspect
You use their Netflix password to log in
Now the running commentary’s
Got me feeling kinda wary
About going to the theater again
Tipsy hipster, you should just get going
Tipsy hipster, why’d you have to be
In the seat that’s right behind me
Now I’m losing my mind
Caught between you and the film I came to see
Tipsy hipster. Didn’t plan on you
And you sure don’t care about me
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Horror Fans (Demo)
03:05
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Everybody knows
It’s that time of year
When we celebrate
All the scary movies
That we love
And boy do we love them
Gather round
In the flickering glow
Of the TV set
Where the DVDs
Are stacked
Like logs for the fire
What to watch?
Everyone has a different favorite
Don’t talk at once
We’ll get
To all of them ‘cause
Horror fans love everything
Every movie has its following
Everyone lets out a joyous scream
Those horror fans
Love everything
Monsters big and small
Ghosts and zombie creeps
Footage lost and found
Made on the cheap
We eat them up like candy
Have you seen
This obscure Italian flick
That’s banned in Spain
And long since out of print?
Horror fans love everything
Every movie has its following
Everyone lets out a joyous scream
Those horror fans
Love everything
And when they don’t
I scratch my head
Wonder what they’re looking for
Why hate BLOOD BUFFET PART 5
When you dug 1 through 4?
Horror fans love everything
Every movie has its following
Made with passion splattered on the screen
Those horror fans
Horror fans
Horror fans
Love everything
Everybody knows it’s that time of year
Everybody knows it’s that time of year
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Once three years from now
I told you all the tale
About the only Twitter movie festival
That's called F This Movie Fest
Now it's back again
With half a dozen flicks
And we're all tweeting like it's 1986
In this year's F This Movie Fest
Cue up the films and then
Don't hit play until we tell you when
And to answer your question
Heck yeah we know what we're doing
Yeah yeah yeah
Solve the Labyrinth
And find Big Trouble in
Martians have landed and
Freaked out poor Cameron
But wait, there's more F This Movie Fest
Sextuple feature ends
With heavy action sounds
Sly and Sigourney fire off
Several hundred rounds
To wrap up F This Movie Fest
Come tweet along with us
Hop on the all-day movie magic bus
Please save your questions
'Til the end, we know what we're doing
Yeah yeah yeah
It doesn't have to end
I bet you made one hundred million friends
And no more questions
You know we know what we're doing
Movie lovers all
Heed the siren call
Join our festival
F This Movie Fest
(yeah yeah yeah)
F This Movie Fest
(yeah yeah yeah)
F This Movie Fest
(yeah yeah yeah yeah)
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