I love shoppers
I love shopping
I love their happy faces
And the complexion of their skin
This is our cathedral
The shopping mall of heaven
They got everything you need
And they're open 24/7
I'm so happy
All our yesterday's have popped
When the clothes were skank
And only women shopped
The car parks are convenient
The coffee aromatic
Security is lenient
The assistants are ecstatic
You could spend your days there
Eat and drink and treat your wife
Pop into the cinema
This is the biz, the apogee of life
Perfume Jewels and lingerie
Feed your need & face & wants
Wooly socks and bookshops
Thermal vests and pants
Everyone is happy
Equal free and gay
There's no such thing as society
All you need to do is pay
Playgrounds for the children
Popcorn by the bucket
If you don't like the building
You can just go pluck it
Welcome is the watchword
The riff-raff stay away
Thanks god for triumphant capital
The commies have had their day
A little hit of shopping
Is like a line of coke
Jesus and his angels drop in
And nobody is broke
It's rather bland and sexless
That's all I'd criticize
But there is no sex in heaven
The flesh is death in paradise
Instead of meat and kneecaps
We'll be made of light
And we'll be happy shopping
For ever and a night.
etc and so forth
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