The doors to the cinemanAre open for the takingnLike a cat on a mousenI'm ready to pouncenBefore my nerve starts breakingnnAnd if I'm caught by the ticket collectornI promise I will always respect hernShe might be feeling like her jobnIs like that out of date ticket stubnnAnd I get a thrillnI just take on seat that Hollywood couldn't fillnBecause I don't want to paynNo, I don't want to paynWhen there's no-one on the doornYou won't see me anymorenBecause I don't want to paynnIt's not an exercise in saving moneynI don't do it to impress my friendsnI do it to start that thing in my heartnThat fills me with adrenalinnCause I'm a rebel without a ticketnYeah, I'm a matinee mutineernHow can you know what I'm searching fornTill you feel that post-sneak euphoriannAnd I get a thrillnIf only for the want of time to killnBecause I don't want to paynNo, I don't want to paynWhen there's no one on the door you won't see me anymorenBecause I don't want to paynNo I don't want to paynnIt's not the size of your budgetnBut what you do with it that counts