The Wailing Mall

I was lost at the mall in the U.S of A, 1994
There was panic at the Payless
A little brown boy led astray
I had no star spangled manner
I knew no yippee-ki-yay
But it's been years now since someone's paged my mother
So I guess I'm here to stay

My little brown blues, yeah, they were longing to stray
Freedom fighting in the tangled jungles of the Rainforest Cafe
But would-be soldiers oughta know, Guerrillas get no ticket-day parade

I saw my day in food court
I couldn't beat the wrap
So now I'm serving their buffet

Minute by minute, losing ground to an endless sprawl
They got us all surrounded now
Backs to the wailing mall
Backs to the wailing mall

They say the world's in hot water
Well, it's world of hassle anyway
I just play that hot water music in my tinfoil Che beret
So good luck finding parking, when it's T2: Judgement Day
Good luck trying to leave an endless sprawl in the U.S of A

Minute by minute, losing ground to an endless sprawl
They got us all surrounded now
Backs to the wailing mall
Backs to the wailing mall



Credits
Writer(s): Alan Palomo, Ian Cronin
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