Movie Marathon

Verse

We gather the snacks, the couch is full,

It’s noon outside, but the curtains are pulled.

Van Damme does the splits, the crowd goes insane,

Then Cage lights a match and screams at the rain.

Chorus

Movie marathon, we go too far,

Popcorn for dinner, candy for a bar.

From Murray’s weird to John Candy’s cheer,

We binge the films that brought us here.

Verse

B-movies explode, the budget is gone,

The alien costume’s held together with yarn.

Jim Carrey makes faces we can’t even name,

While Uncle Buck flips pancakes the size of the frame.

Chorus

Movie marathon, we lose our grip,

Dante’s in Hell on an animated trip.

We cheer for the bad, we cheer for the great,

We clap like it’s midnight — this is our fate.

Bridge

Brian’s outside smoking brisket all day,

But somehow he wasn’t invited to stay.

He’s grilling in silence, we’re cheering inside,

The smell of his brisket’s our unsung guide.

We’re quoting the lines before they’re even said,

Half the group’s laughing, the rest half-dead.

Chorus

Movie marathon, it’s who we are,

Heroes, weirdos, every bizarre star.

From Van Damme’s kick to John Carrey’s grin,

We roll the next one and dive back in!