The Dollar General Song
Well they closed the dollar general
On a Tuesday night with no notice
And I had a panic attack
I didn't get my snack
Then I went down for some cheap gas
Down on Gallatin
And I bought a truckers hat
Forgot to fix my flat
Can we just talk like human beings again
And it's so sad living at the bottom
Of a capitalist pyramid scheme
While my countrymen
Are dying of opioid poisoning
And it's hard to leave the sunshine
And it's hard to swear off that moonshine
But I'm taking it one day at a time
And I know you people don't wanna hear me at an open mic on a Monday
But I'm taking every gig I can find
And while the nihilists they all snore we read/see the writing on the wall
And it reads/says humanity is running out Of time
I got half off at Bojangles
Down on main street
And I got a thousand calories closer to developing diabetes
And peace of mind was on clearance for no price
But I opted to ignore my feelings
And attended a high intensity interval training
Instead of journaling
Can we just talk like human beings again
Maybe then we can find some common ground
Instead of rioting
Our civilization into the fucking ground
And it's hard to leave the sunshine
And it's hard to swear off that moonshine
But I'm taking it one day at a time
And I know you people don't wanna hear me at an open mic on a Monday
But I'm taking every gig I can find
And it's hard to leave the sunshine
And it's hard to swear off that moonshine
Well they closed the dollar general
On a Tuesday night with no notice
And I had a panic attack
On a Tuesday night with no notice
And I had a panic attack
I didn't get my snack
Then I went down for some cheap gas
Down on Gallatin
And I bought a truckers hat
Forgot to fix my flat
Can we just talk like human beings again
And it's so sad living at the bottom
Of a capitalist pyramid scheme
While my countrymen
Are dying of opioid poisoning
And it's hard to leave the sunshine
And it's hard to swear off that moonshine
But I'm taking it one day at a time
And I know you people don't wanna hear me at an open mic on a Monday
But I'm taking every gig I can find
And while the nihilists they all snore we read/see the writing on the wall
And it reads/says humanity is running out Of time
I got half off at Bojangles
Down on main street
And I got a thousand calories closer to developing diabetes
And peace of mind was on clearance for no price
But I opted to ignore my feelings
And attended a high intensity interval training
Instead of journaling
Can we just talk like human beings again
Maybe then we can find some common ground
Instead of rioting
Our civilization into the fucking ground
And it's hard to leave the sunshine
And it's hard to swear off that moonshine
But I'm taking it one day at a time
And I know you people don't wanna hear me at an open mic on a Monday
But I'm taking every gig I can find
And it's hard to leave the sunshine
And it's hard to swear off that moonshine
Well they closed the dollar general
On a Tuesday night with no notice
And I had a panic attack
Credits
Writer(s): Gregory Griffin
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