Like a tiger, they will chase you down
With words instead of claws
They will seduce you till you reach the point
To let yourself get mauled, ooh
The worse reality gets, the less you wanna hear about it
Solidarity can be difficult
When you've got cool stuff to lose
I wanna be a seven-foot zombie
The pay is low, but I gotta do somethin'
I'm at the mall and the song is bumpin'
There goes my future wife in the little red jumpsuit
I'm goin' away to the country
Don't wander off too far
I'm goin' out my mind
Throwin' all my plans out the window
Don't wanna waste my life
I'll see you on the other side
I've been thinking about what I wanna say
But I'm an old man now
At least that's what they tell me anyway
We've been expanding on our greatness
Building future ruins
We're building castles from the bones of dead trees
Molded from the shattered ashes of the Dead Sea
I moved away to the country
I had to change my way
But I kinda miss you now
Stockbrokers flyin' out the window
I kinda miss that sound
Don't wanna wake up Pa (haha)
(Doo-doo-doo-doo)
(Doo-doo-doo-doo)
(Doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo)
(Doo-doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo)
I can't wait, I'm goin' shoppin'
I'm at the mall and the song is bumpin'
I wanna be a seven-foot starfish
Above the law, a political puppet
I'm goin' back to the city
I'm 'bout to lose my mind
I'm gonna stay alive
I'm climbin' out through the window
I miss the shops and malls
I'm gonna meet you there
Still throwin' my phone out the window
I'm gonna soothe my soul
Can't wait, I'm goin' shoppin'
If you're better than me, you don't have to judge me
