Lyrics

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
Writer(s): Alan Palomo, Ian Wilson Cronin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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